The Red Of The Morning Sun lyrics

I woke up early this morning when the columns of night went pale white

The shades of faith disappeared and the sky above you were no longer blue

When did our moon cease to bleed

When shall the colours be freed

To bring back our gold and to bring back the red of the sun

To bring back our gold and to bring back the red of the sun

The red of the morning sun

One part of crystal oxygen

Two parts of glycerine

Three parts of cold spring water

To bring back the four river daughters

Five steps out of the black room

With six six six of gloom, leaving

Seven seashells on the shore

Whisper eight nine ten and I wanna hear more

I looked through the prism when colour went away and faded into grey

And the sun was still shining in the morning but pale white, so white

Is this all we get?

Is this all there is?