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In the circle of ionic dust

A black star fell from the sky

Condemned for his rotten pride

And cast away for his might

Humans a race of Meeks

Caused the fall of a king

A being of beauty and might

Wings ripped and burnt

As he withers and dies

Seven headed demon

A new empire is born

From the bowels of hell

Sun covered with smoke

Gold turned to coal

The fall of seraphs

Throne of fire

Crown of thorns

clinging to the endless remains

shattered into the last trails of in-existence

avoid the parallel of lies



Succumb into the obscure imprisonment

the key to eternity found in glory of death

escape to a land forlorn

set free into hate



perdition is near - existence is gone

fading memory - agony of pain

imprisoned soul forgotten in time

in nothing

destruction of everything



Progenies of doom

Earth drowned in blood

Sky is on fire

The war against god

His supremacy lost

When his children were torn

Eternal war of vengeance

Forever the peace lost

Mortals a race of Meeks

Brought the fall of a king

A being of beauty and might

Wings ripped and burnt

As he withers and dies