Son of the Morning - Emil Bulls

There’s no doubt he’s back in town

Can’t you feel he’s sneakin' around again

The shepherd of all guilt that brought us

To the verge of a massive meltdown

Meltdown

Are we all too blind to see

He’s around again round again

We’re falling deeper into sin

Here he comes again comes again

In the absence of light he took over our lives

Trying to make us belive he doesn’t exist

Another crash the black box not found

We’re on the verge of a massive meltdown

Meltdown

Are we all too blind to see

He’s around again round again

We’re falling deeper into sin

Here he comes again comes again

(you'd better be ready)

(you'd better be ready)

(you'd better be… ready)

Stop believing he doesn’t exist

We’ll hit rock bottom

This is the downfall

Another crash the black box not found

We’ll hit rock bottom

This is the downfall

He does it with a kiss

He does it like judas did

Not brave enough to take the sword

Look what we have become

He has got us on our balls

This is the massive meltdown

Meltdown meltdown

Meltdown

(he does it with a kiss)

Are we all too blind to see

He’s around again round again

We’re falling deeper into sin

Here he comes again comes again

Are we all too blind to see

He’s around again round again

We’re falling deeper into sin

Here he comes again comes again

(you'd better be ready)

(you'd better be)

(you'd better be ready)

(you'd better be)