Under the sea / dead cities in the dark / dreaming themselves to be / alive
once more / and in darkened rooms / as vaulted tombs / we hear them call /
as sea devours land / towers yield to the sand
Oh shine on black sun upon all carthage / as a disease on all fours risen
from sea / yea shine on black sun upon all carthage / and that which never
was shall always be
And i would see the world revolve / around the crosses tips / fleeing the
sun / the vulture / swooping down on a carrion / laughing into the
nothingness / that we flee / in mortal fear
Oh shine on black sun upon all carthage / as a disease on all fours risen
from sea / yea shine on black sun upon all carthage / and that which never
was shall always be
For what is eternity / but a shoreless sea / one eternal day / that sees us
come and move away