Paroles A Hymn To The Morning Star de Sleepytime Gorilla Museum

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  • Chanson: A Hymn To The Morning Star
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Textes et Paroles de A Hymn To The Morning Star



Open your heart to the lord of light
Open your heart and mind and let him in
He holds the key to the throne of might
You are empty
Say his name and let him in
All hail the dawn of a rising star
All hail the crowned and conquering child
Morning will come for you at last
No matter how far into night you have strayed
Say his name
Welcome the child
A new world is crawling from the ashes of the old
Two thousand years of guilt and fear
And the greatest lie ever told
Out of the wounded side of the dying god
Out of the sacred heart of the throttled hen
The blood is the life
The flowing milk for the infant god
The throne is empty
The cup is full
He approaches and then
He steps from the shadow and he opens up his eyes
He spills the blood onto the throne
And hurls a curse up to the skies
I am the adversary and must remain the adversary

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