Son of the Morning - Death Angel

Say what you will

There’s no feeling inside me

Trust in this clever disguise

Blending right in

With no scruples

I’m guilt free

Drown in these dark hollow eyes

You’ll face me you’ll taste me

You crave me now

Can’t blame me can’t shame me

Make you mine — I vow

Took what I want for centuries

I’m wealthy

With all your worldly desires

Riddled with class

I’ve drained queens of their bounty

Hopelessly lost in the mire

You’ll face me you’ll taste me

You crave me now

Can’t blame me can’t shame me

Make you mine — I vow

Son of the morning

Reaps your heavenly loss

Son of the morning

Negates the shield of your cross

Son of the morning

And I demand respect

Son of the morning

And I defy death

I find solace in damnation

My presence can’t denied

Worthless coward now forbidden

In my world you’re despised

You’ll face me you’ll taste me

You crave me now

Can’t blame me can’t shame me

Make you mine — I vow

Son of the morning

Reaps your heavenly loss

Son of the morning

Negates the shield of your cross

Son of the morning

And I demand respect

Son of the morning

And I defy death