Children of morgenstern

I saw the weakness in their creed

The Clave dressed their doubt as piety

They call it balance, I call disease

A tainted bloodline left to bleed

I marked my flesh with runes divine

Carved by stele and angel sign

Not born to kneel, nor coexist

But to erase what should not exist

Children of Morgenstern born in fire

Fed by the Clave’s betrayed desires

The Mortal Cup lies within reach

To purify the Shadowhunter race

With runes engraved and seraph steel

I make the Nephilim bloodline whole

Let wolf and warlock kingdoms burn

The pure through angel fire return

Clary, your mother kept you from this world

Buried the truth in stories untold

Angel fire sleeping in your soul

Power she feared to let you know

You draw runes no law can bind

A gift the Clave has feared through time

Leave the Institute, come stand with me

Become the fate they’ll never see

You say evil, I say necessity

Morgenstern’s your identity

You call it darkness, I call fate

Even angels learn too late

Children of Morgenstern born in fire

Fed by the Clave’s betrayed desires

The Mortal Cup lies within reach

To purify the Shadowhunter race

With runes engraved and seraph steel

I make the Nephilim bloodline whole

Let wolf and warlock kingdoms burn

The pure through angel fire return

Jace, I turned Wayland to Morgenstern

And watched my children’s love be torn

To love is to destroy, I showed

What weakness costs, what power holds

I fed you angel blood in youth

To make your living flesh a truth

No common Shadowhunter was my son

I made you more than mortal ones

With runes cut bright by stele fire

I forged you toward a father’s desire

Your seraph blades sang before you knew

The angel in your veins burned through

You needed proof of what I told

The falcon I gave you, trained for obedience

You turned it to love, so I showed you why

A weapon made gentle forgets to obey

So I killed what you cherished that day

Love makes it weaker, easy to break

Mercy is nothing a king can’t forsake

I have seen what angels made

Marked in fire, we do not obey

The Mortal Instruments bend beneath my hand

To remake this broken land

They call it balance, I call decay

I was chosen to unmake

No love survives where power endures

Only the bloodline that remains pure

Raziel, witness what I become

Children of Morgenstern born in fire

Fed by the Clave’s betrayed desires

The Mortal Cup lies within reach

To purify the Shadowhunter race

With runes engraved and seraph steel

I make the Nephilim bloodline whole

Let wolf and warlock kingdoms burn

The pure through angel fire return

Clary, come see

Jonathan, remember me

The Mortal Cup is waiting

The blood will answer

Blood does not forget

You were never meant to be free