Angels succumb to the moon and what it hides May it be defiance or a dark alliance A grand sight for their weak and hollow eyes Covers their hope with sadness Unfolding all its madness Evolving the shades which grow on forever Make them all so frail Devour every shroud of light which ever were Malicious, upon their god, convictious It sows its seeds
Now their wings are frozen Their grace no longer chosen Forever failing to save our souls in light of their martyr Behold its growing vastness Absorbing all false enchantment Devouring all in which they find hope and devotion
Behold those treasons with judging might Defying all that’s sacred with infernal hatred Detest those vermins which infect this earth Solemns made of illusions Depart or drown in savage and defeat Their shield will never prevail Profound it will arise with no remorse Secluding their entrance
Ardent, it grows in us all Embrace and obey its call This is a force still unknown Evolving, taking its form It reigns above all, you see for all eternity Upon your flesh it will feast In the form of an altered beast
Devouring their souls
Solemns made of illusions Depart or drown in savage and defeat Their shield will never prevail Profound it will arise with no remorse.