Lyrics
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
You prayed me out of nothing, out of fear and out of night,
a thousand frightened voices made a crown of burning light.
I am only what you kneel to, I am only while you call —
so light the lamps and keep them lit, or watch your god grow small.
I gave the spear to Elspeth, set the metal of her hand,
and named her my own champion to carry my command.
[Pre-Chorus]
But a champion who shines too bright is a sun I cannot bear,
and the light that you remember is the light I choose to spare.
[Chorus]
Kneel, and I will heal you — let my warmth into your wounds.
Stray, and I will blind you with the noon I am.
I am the jealous morning, I am the throne above the dunes,
and the shadow that I cast is just as long as I am grand.
[Verse 2]
When the faithful raise their voices I reach down and bless the strong,
a touch of sun on shoulders makes a soldier twice as long.
I bathe my chosen golden so their every blow restores them —
drink the light, my faithful ones, while the cup is mine to pour.
But Elspeth, oh, my Elspeth, grew too loved, too tall, too true,
so I turned her own bright weapon round and ran it through and through.
[Pre-Chorus]
For there is room for one sun only in the heaven of my eye,
and a god who fears replacing will let a hero die.
[Chorus]
Kneel, and I will heal you — let my warmth into your wounds.
Stray, and I will blind you with the noon I am.
I am the jealous morning, I am the throne above the dunes,
and the shadow that I cast is just as long as I am grand.
[Bridge]
She climbed back out of darkness with a spear that wasn't there,
and made the lie a true thing on the strength of her despair.
She broke my burning Khrusor like a pane of painted glass —
and the prayers that built me thinned, and the warmth began to pass.
[Bridge build]
Erebos was waiting where the faithless go to drown,
and the lord of every morning felt a stone come pressing down.
[Final Chorus]
Kneel — but no one's kneeling now, and the lamps have all gone cold.
Stray — and there is no one left to blind.
I was the jealous morning, I was the throne of beaten gold,
and the longest shadow falls on the one who would not share the light.
[Outro]
You prayed me out of nothing —
and you can pray me back to none.
