Lurking in the shade
Of dark and fragrant trees
Shirking from the rage
That tore the heavens free
A vagrant Angel
Hid with spa to see
The garden swell with terrors
To banish Man and Eve
Another fall from grace
Whiplashed from the gates
Half-naked and insane
Full-blooded, breasted
Never ends tested
Wo behests of pain
A sombre lot to gain
As the storm slid in
Borne by carnal winds
The upper ether thinned
And therein sat abomination
Satan seated there
Savouring the reek of desolation
Their dank despair
Moved Hos speech to leech the air
"Behold the golden door
To paradise is lost
So praise Me as you raised your Lord
And I shall thaw this gnawing frost"
Another fall from grace
Whiplashed from the gates
Half-naked and insane
And destined for a spiteful Fire
Wherein evil sought the shamed
As pawns in greater stakes
Across this cosmic game
To win the hand
Of darkness and
Set Her in Her rightful place
At the throat of the human race
With claws engorged and poised to rake
With that the pact was sealed
And as creation reeled
Bewitched oration filled
The hearts of all
Who came to crawl
Upon these earthen fields
A sombre lot to toll
A wracked black acid song
Spat from the massive throng
Of Seraph knelt along
The deep red welt to domination
The deep red welt to domination
Writer(s): Martin F. Powell, Gianpiero Guiseppe Piras, David John Pybus, Paul James Allender, Adrian Paul Erlandsson, Dani Davey
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