Ancient wisdom,
In the dark tales.
Heaven, it cries,
Tears of arcane rain.

Angels fall, down from grace.
Exiled from, the palace of his lies.
Bleeding eyes, burnt by light.
Drenched beneath, the heavens arcane rain.

Hate, filled this dark place,
Seraph of rage.
Cast from the light,
Darkness her cage.

Lost in a world of misery,
She finds her way to stairs.
To the blackend throne,
That awaits her despair.

Cursed, Damned, Scorned, She abandoned...
Light, Hope, Joy, From her bleakend...
Heart, Sorrow, Despair, Entered her lost..
Soul, She, Cried, Tears of dark despair.

Betrayed by the father of lies,
She covers his world with her curse.
Her malediction you pain,
Sung in her dark verse.

Pain, (She felt)
Hate, (Inside)
Tears, (She cried)
Darkness, that she spread.
Father, (Betrayed)
Lord, (Of lies)
Savior (Despise)
Quoth then, 'Taste my pain'

On wings of death,
She plagued our land.
Doused in her hate,
By his left hand.

She sings her herse,
In her dark curse.

You lay here with wings of stone,
To embrace you pale flesh.
To kiss those dying lips,
Tonight, in rapture.
Poison from the malediction,
Soothed away by the cold.
Lay here under falling skys,
For you, the arcane rain.

Rise from their contrite.
Chastise lamb of god.
Reak all you vengeance.
On their promised land.

Sing your deathly verse.
Smite them with your curse.
Show them you feel pain.
Retribute their sins.