Sleepytime Gorilla Museum [A Hymn to the Morning Star/ The Donkey-Headed Adversary...]

Open your heart to the lord of light Open your heart and mind and let him in He holds the key to the throne of might You are empty Say his name and let him in All hail the dawn of a rising star All hail the crowned and conquering child Morning will come for you at last No matter how far into night you have strayed Say his name Welcome the child A new world is crawling from the ashes of the old Two thousand years of guilt and fear And the greatest lie ever told Out of the wounded side of the dying god Out of the sacred heart of the throttled hen The blood is the life The flowing milk for the infant god The throne is empty The cup is full He approaches and then He steps from the shadow and he opens up his eyes He spills the blood onto the throne And hurls a curse up to the skies I am the adversary and must remain the adversary