Morning Star - Wolves At The Gate

I can see the end in sight as we pacify our itching ears

Quickly we are trending light and absolving self of all eternal fears

Until our conscious clears

Hear this voice engage the fight as I pound my chest still knowing my end nears

Still knowing my end nears

The sun is burning out and your rule is left, your rule is left in doubt

We’ll sing, and scream, and shout «For You have won, You have won the bout!»

The earth is screaming against its bondage of decay

Creation eager for the coming new day

My lungs are breathing stealing every single breath

Not my soul, but my body is put to death

For if heaven’s not your cry, you’re still afraid to die

I’ll tell you now your end is not far

The sun is burning out and with all creation shout

Enter in the bright Morning Star

I know this is a voyage, it’s not my destination

I know this is a voyage, it’s not my destination

Not waiting for no dying sun, or watching for a fading moon

No shooting star has caught my eye

Nothing in my hand

Still there is nothing in my hand I bring

Only to the cross

For only to the cross my arms will cling

Only to the cross

Nothing in my hand that I will bring, there is nothing in my hand

For if heaven’s not your cry, you’re still afraid to die

I’ll tell you now the end is not far

The sun is burning out and with all creation shout

Enter in the bright Morning Star

I can see the coming light as the nights will pass and the dawn it clears

Screaming out with all my might for the Morning Star, the Morning Star He nears

I see a new day is coming

I see a new day is near