Morgion - Canticle lyrics

rate me

I walk among this pantheon to gather up the stars.

Blessing the waxing moon, and swallowing up the sun.

For I foretell the coming God, ascending Heaven, descending Hell.

For I will be a gracious king, and the eve shall be my bounty.

So it is written, so it shall be done.

The falling of father, the falling of sun.