Album Name : Son of the Morning
Release Date : 2009-08-21
Song Duration : 3:25
Oh, Sleeper Son Of The Morning
(spoken)
I am the rival
Iam the one who speaks in whispers
Hear me now dear, weak forgiver
Hear me now
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Dont send an angel to face the devil
You're wasting power on grace
A maggot will always seek to feed from the grave
Where I'll lead them and teach them to feast on the skin that defeats them, the skin they crave
(chorus)
If you could see like me you'd see, you haven't won anything
If you could see like me it's by my grace you're breathing
If you could see like me you'd see, you haven't won anything
If you could see like me you'd see
Every night I start my rise, climbing high into the morning sky
But soon after I lose your bride and I damn your sun 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 from all these cowards you call your sons
I am the the lord of air and my dawn will last forever
Go on pouring out cause in the end I will have them
(chourus)
If you could see like me you'd see, you haven't won anything
If you could see like me you'd see it's by my grace you're breathing
If you could see like me you'd see you haven't won anything...
If you could see like me you'd see, your precious life is fading...
Your life is fading...
