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