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Khonsu

Khonsu is the ancient Egyptian god of the moon, known as a divine traveler and protector. He moves silently across the night sky, guiding the moon through its phases. Often depicted as a youthful figure or with a falcon head crowned by a crescent moon, Khonsu embodies mystery, healing, and unseen power. He was believed to ward off evil, influence dreams, and walk between worlds — never bound, always watching. Like, comment, and subscribe for more content. spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/5erVx... apple music:   / glum-aleks   lyric: Khonsu rides the night, With silver blade and second sight. Time uncoils in lunar tide — He’s the god the dark can’t hide. Born of light and shadow’s war, Son of Amun, temple lore. Steps through stars with sharpened feet, Marking time in heartbeat's beat. Chains the demons in the dusk, Moonlit blade in blood and musk. Ancient youth in endless flow, He’s the night that makes things grow. In Thebes they whispered secrets to his name, A healer masked in pale and holy flame. He runs with lions in the temple air, No god can move through time like Khonsu dares. Khonsu! Silver blood in the sky! (Oh-oh-oh) Dance where the pharaohs lie. Khonsu! Let the dark rewind — (Oh-oh-oh) God of the silent time. Light in the black, Sickle on track, Midnight throne — Khonsu comes back. Scrolls burn slow when his name is read, Wanderer clothed in lunar thread. Thief of hours, king of tide, Wears the moon like a blade at his side. Judges silence, bends the night, Fangs of silver, purest light. From Babylon to Cairo’s dust, Time obeys him, shift or rust. Caged the gods when they lost their mind, He struck them down with the moon aligned. Stories carved in obsidian stone, He walks alone — never dethroned. Khonsu! Silver blood in the sky! (Oh-oh-oh) Dance where the pharaohs lie. Khonsu! Let the dark rewind — (Oh-oh-oh) God of the silent time. Light in the black, Sickle on track, Midnight throne — Khonsu comes back. Beneath the stars of Nubian flame, He walked through dreams that had no name. Gave the dying souls their breath, Stole the rhythm back from death. Healed the curse with whispered law, Time and magic — tooth and claw. God of roads both seen and deep, Watches while the whole world sleeps.