STAR OF THE MORNING, SON OF THE DAWN

[Verse 1]
Expecting an angel to fly once you've clipped their wings
It's a long way till hell to fall
Desperately clawing and grasping at anything
When there's nothing to break the fall

[Chorus]
Blasphemy, treachery, cast from above with what's left of me
In the end of it all, why must I fall? Why must I fall?

[Verse 2]
Now the oppressor has come to an end, as the serpent is waging war
Transposing all of the wickedness, we know who you are at the core

[Chorus]
Blasphemy, treachery, cast from above with what's left of me
In the end of it all, why must I fall? I will not fall