Evening is Forever (1976)

Take the knife from within your coat

And raise it up to his face

Tell him with an unquestionable quote

I've been waiting to take you're place

He sees the instrument you undoubtedly hold

Fearing the brilliancy it captures in the setting sun 

May it be brass, silver or even gold

It is completely irrelevant to the unwilling one

When the implement begins to change its static position

Diverting its course toward the natural instigator

He senses sounds that times before he would never listen

A conscience experience observed much later

It approaches and penetrates the soul

A directed metallic object of unknown origin

The motive contained it reaches a specific goal

To commit and purposely for the result of sin

He is falling to the wanton ground

It receives his body with great force

There is a short but distinct sound

Returning the substance to its eventual source

You stand to see your unresponsive friend

Lying in the same type of element

And reaching down to remove what you send

Proving to all what you actually meant

Did the perpetrator not think himself a little insane

To do such a thing as he has just done

And feel completely impassive in worthless gain

Look again. There is no longer a setting sun.