I got a message from the king

A column of smoke center on the screen

Out came face that I recognized

And no disguise would have changed a thing



And the sun never shines

No the sun will never shine

No, the sun will never shine

Where I am going



I had to fight just to say a word

Had to bite my tongue so that I'd be heard

The blood went down

From my chin to my neck

Just as the king finished his dessert



And the sun never shines

No the sun will never shine

No, the sun will never shine

Where I am going



Crop of salted heads, sprouted on the gate

I pictured mine on his dinner plate

To stuff my mouth would be at last, revenge

He devours my silence like so many grapes



And the sun never shines

No the sun will never shine

No, the sun will never shine

Where I am going