Son Of The Morning Lyrics - Singles - Akecocke

Bear witness to my testimony 

The things that I have done- Unforgiveable 

The prayers of a hundred priests 

Could not save my soul 

Like the son of the morning 

Boasting a multitude of sins 

Struck down from the mountain of God 

Whispering to me 

Through cracks in the wall 

Cracks in my sanity 

You only know that which I choose to show 

I stand at the endge of the precipise 

Wondering whether to step 

There is no path of righteousness 

There is only Satan 

Strange angel 

Why do you come here 

How art thou fallen from Heaven 

To the uttermost parts of the pit 

The cherubim and seraphim of Lucifer 

[Solo- P.S.] 

Indulge in the rites of profanity 

Sink to depths of depravity 

Defilement and penetration 

In the sanctum of the monarch 

Saliva on soft thighs 

Outstretched wings 

Semen across lips 

Hooves steeped in blood 

Insatiable 

Incorrigible 

The adversary- father of death 

Craves adoration