Awakening before dawn, the eager worshipper finds solace in their devotional routine. Kneeling before the altar of flesh, they part their lips in reverence, taking in the morning glory. The rigid shaft, a symbol of rebirth, slides in and out of their hungry mouth, moistened by the warmth of their breath. The room fills with the symphony of wet, rhythmic sucks, a sacred ritual to honor the rising sun and the rising cock.