I am the rival, I am the one who speaks in whisper   Hear me now, dear, weak forgiver   Hear me now, weak forgiver, hear me now   Don't send an angel to face the devil      You're wasting power on grace   A maggot will always seek to feed from the grave   Where I'll lead them and teach them to feast on the skin   That defeats them, the skin they crave      If you could see like me   You'd see you haven't won anything   If you could see like me   You'd see it's by my grace you're breathing      If you could see like me   You'd see you haven't won anything   If you could see like me   You'd see      Every night I start my rise   Climbing high into the morning sky   But soon after I lose your bride   And I damn your son for stealing my light      This world is mine   They call me the son of the morning   They call me the son of the morning      I can mound all your fallen past   The clouds as they roll in   And when I do I will claim your throne   Through all these cowards you call your sons      I am the Lord of air   And my dawn will last forever   Go on pouring out   'Cause in the end I will have them      If you could see like me   You'd see you haven't won anything   If you could see like me   You'd see it's by my grace you're breathing      If you could see like me   You'd see you haven't won anything   If you could see like me   You'd see your precious light is fading   Your light is fading