Le fils des faux. Il fallait que je parte pour que tu viennes. from Mass III-II + IIII

And I must go. For you. To come. And I will praise you into heaven. I will raise you to the sun. All rise. For here comes the son. All rise. The father. He is my king. And I am just a throne away. I am the heir. One breath away. I will rise as your son. And I will be the one. And to the warmth of the sun. You will. Come. I will love and guide. You. As you were my own. To the sons of the sun. I will pray. That no harm on them will come. It won't ever get in their way. You will rise as my son. You will be the one. All rise