Sol Invictus - Semaphore Seasons lyrics

Semaphore through the seasons With these ageing hands Drunk with d**h and lilies Twilight in the land Time is a friend to no one And makes it very clear The sun is far behind you And November frost is here As the shadows fall As the day is done let the clock wind down Let the bells be rung Dead seeds for our harvest Mould upon our bread Jackals drown out the service Three witches by our bed The pendulums waving, Looking down at the rocks Dance along the black brick road, Knock, knock on Pandora's box As the shadows fall As the day is done Let the clock wind down Let the bells be rung