Sol Invictus - Raining In April lyrics

Join the march to god knows where Or step aside and stand and stare Hum a melody to the four winds As life draws maps upon your skin Peaco*ks weep for dying plumes The sun plots to k** the moon Rage turns to despair Goes the way of teeth and hair Chessmen wring each others necks Gamblers play with bloodstained decks The turtle prone on its back As the savagers attack What kind of god, if us he made Would choose us be predator or prey Not a god of love but a god that's wrong And with that I end this song.