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As pride precedes the downfall<br />So he took His place before the firewall<br />Of dissonant choirs whose faith in one<br />Was embraced in this wraith whose fate was hung<br /><br />Between forgiveness and the damage done<br /><br />An electric scent over drear decay<br />Lent a violent surge to their serenades<br />Through white glades as His winged parade<br />Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull razors<br /><br />Within vast skies unversed in starkness<br />His might grew<br />And blew light hues to grey...<br />And worse, a third of stars to darkness<br /><br />Then thunder seethed<br />And wreathed in thickening night<br />A line was drawn midst wrong and right<br />And across the throat of thieves<br /><br />As love fell choked, the tempest broke<br />From Heaven's farthest shore<br />Descending to eclipse all hope<br />Repentance might stay holy war<br /><br />He would not heel nor fake a bow<br />Murmur curses to the wind<br />Enraged, he raved in balrog howls<br />Upon a storm firstborn of sin<br /><br />Incensed anew, rebellious tore<br />Like frenzied beasts of prey<br />Through temple doors...<br />Thrown east before the midnight masses<br /><br />And where once bliss reigned so serene<br />In sweeter glades<br />Now veins ran openly...<br />Like eyes that shed from kindred ashes<br /><br />When suddenly<br />There shone a hideous light<br />And a voice like three insanities<br />Soared up in thistled speech<br /><br />&quot;Thou hast bred hate where there dwelt none<br />And for this grave mistake<br />How thou art fallen Morning Sun<br />The proud will be abased&quot;<br /><br />He would not heel nor fake a bow<br />Murmur curses to the wind<br />And lo, the wrath of god swept down...<br /><br />&quot;Thou art no more an angel filled<br />With light, but a leech to be abhorred<br />And thou shalt suffer My burning will&quot;...<br />Quoth this raven: &quot;Nevermore&quot;<br /><br />Never fucking more<br /><br />And with these words like heavy stone<br />Cast against that gilded throne<br />With many legions still in tow<br />He turned his wings to flee<br />His eyes a picture of distaste<br />Drawn to tears and in their place<br />The dawn of time and fates to face<br />Through all eternity...<br /><br />I wept for him a deep red river<br />That ran like blood through scarred ravines<br />To sluice away the guilt that slithered<br />Like a serpent tongue to Eve<br />For once as I, in heaven climbed<br />Too high for truth to truly see<br />My sunken mind, drunken and blind<br />Saw the lie: The fool was Me...<br /><br />Alone and cold, face to the crack<br />Beyond the dark gates with no way back<br />His crown of gold faded to black<br />Like a bruise upon the heart that lingers<br /><br />With thrill-kill culture shock wave lengths<br />Of rope to hang high<br />Ten commandments by...<br />Snaked about his upraised fingers
New song lyrics
As pride precedes the downfall<br />So he took His place before the firewall<br />Of dissonant choirs whose faith in one<br />Was embraced in this wraith whose fate was hung<br /><br />Between forgiveness and the damage done<br /><br />An electric scent over drear decay<br />Lent a violent surge to their serenades<br />Through white glades as His winged parade<br />Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull razors<br /><br />Within vast skies unversed in starkness<br />His might grew<br />And blew light hues to grey...<br />And worse, a third of stars to darkness<br /><br />Then thunder seethed<br />And wreathed in thickening night<br />A line was drawn midst wrong and right<br />And across the throat of thieves<br /><br />As love fell choked, the tempest broke<br />From Heaven's farthest shore<br />Descending to eclipse all hope<br />Repentance might stay holy war<br /><br />He would not heel nor fake a bow<br />Murmur curses to the wind<br />Enraged, he raved in balrog howls<br />Upon a storm firstborn of sin<br /><br />Incensed anew, rebellious tore<br />Like frenzied beasts of prey<br />Through temple doors...<br />Thrown east before the midnight masses<br /><br />And where once bliss reigned so serene<br />In sweeter glades<br />Now veins ran openly...<br />Like eyes that shed from kindred ashes<br /><br />When suddenly<br />There shone a hideous light<br />And a voice like three insanities<br />Soared up in thistled speech<br /><br />&quot;Thou hast bred hate where there dwelt none<br />And for this grave mistake<br />How thou art fallen Morning Sun<br />The proud will be abased&quot;<br /><br />He would not heel nor fake a bow<br />Murmur curses to the wind<br />And lo, the wrath of god swept down...<br /><br />&quot;Thou art no more an angel filled<br />With light, but a leech to be abhorred<br />And thou shalt suffer My burning will&quot;...<br />Quoth this raven: &quot;Nevermore&quot;<br /><br />Never fucking more<br /><br />And with these words like heavy stone<br />Cast against that gilded throne<br />With many legions still in tow<br />He turned his wings to flee<br />His eyes a picture of distaste<br />Drawn to tears and in their place<br />The dawn of time and fates to face<br />Through all eternity...<br /><br />I wept for him a deep red river<br />That ran like blood through scarred ravines<br />To sluice away the guilt that slithered<br />Like a serpent tongue to Eve<br />For once as I, in heaven climbed<br />Too high for truth to truly see<br />My sunken mind, drunken and blind<br />Saw the lie: The fool was Me...<br /><br />Alone and cold, face to the crack<br />Beyond the dark gates with no way back<br />His crown of gold faded to black<br />Like a bruise upon the heart that lingers<br /><br />With thrill-kill culture shock wave lengths<br />Of rope to hang high<br />Ten commandments by...<br />Snaked about his upraised fingers
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