LYRICS
And they call him the son of the morning...
I am the rival. I am the one who speaks in whisper.
Hear me now, dear, weak forgiver.
Hear me now, weak forgiver. Hear me now...
Dont send an angel to face the devil.
Youre wasting power on grace. A maggot will always seek to feed from the grave,
where Ill lead them and teach them to feast on the skin that defeats them, the skin they crave.
"If you could see like me youd see you havent won anything. (anything)
If you could see like me youd see, its by my grace that youre breathing. (breathing)
If you could see like me youd see you havent won anything.
If you could see like me youd see."
Every night I start my rise, climbing high into the morning sky,
but soon after I lose your bride and I damn your son for stealing my light.
This world is mine...
They call me the son of the morning. They call me the son of the morning.
I can mound all your fallen past the clouds as they roll in,
and when I do I will claim your throne through all these cowards you call your sons.
I am the lord of air and my dawn will last forever.
Go on pouring out because in the end I will have them.
"If you could see like me youd see you havent won anything. (anything)
If you could see like me youd see, its by my grace that youre breathing. (breathing)
If you could see like me youd see you havent won anything.
If you could see like me youd see, your precious light is fading.
Your light is fading."
When the day comes that God and Satan do fight for the final time, Satan will have his mouth shut. God has already won!
AsTheDayDies 2 months ago 5
@thisisaopinion Wow, I've never thought of it like that! It looks twice as cool now haha.
xAnastasia1990x 4 months ago