Dawn of the time in heaven.
Silenced angles marvelled fatal conception,
by which foredoomed mankind shall see
the good and evil and freewill which were concealed by Lord’s
lies.

Impious war in heaven.
The Bringer of the Light he threw down the sacred seal.
For he knew the horrors been set and masked as love.
The first victim of freewill, he was cast down from the skies

Into Abyss, chained with penal flames.
The host of rebel angels with their prince they chose to be.
His wings silver feathered turned into tempestuous fire,
And crown once golden now dark as (the) blackest coal.

Heavenly father cast me down
From the heights where he keeps his sadistic dreams.
Visions of the truths bathed in tears
Like twisted Sophia clad in ever surging fears,

Of those of the fore coming centuries,
yearning to shed their lives
for promises and glimpses of the distant heavens
Which were taken from men by his own choice.

I watch the sun go down.
The sixth day on the Earth.
I’ll have the freewill unleashed
For the first man and his woman unsinned.

Who should be the purest,
The god-loving couple.
But the love means want
and the want needs will and the will points to Sin.

I’m the snake in the grass,
Between her thighs,
liking for lust
to know what’s been hidden for those who God trusts.

And praised be the grace
of the female hand,
that tore the shroud
hiding the pains saved for her breed.

Divine Mistress Pandora

So fragile seems to be the plan
build on the false hopes about the goodness of man.
Another fall from the grace in such a short time,
yet the world has millennia still to come.

The hounds of Lord
I hear the bark through the years.
Long nights he stands
on the cross with compassion.

I behold the pearl gates closed
until the fires sweep the Earth
blowing away all your heretic children,
who inherited all your sadistic urges.

To spoil and ruin their freedom
built prison for the body and mind
poisoned by lies and wrathful needs
taught by the Father who kills his son

To save the man from his nature,
Nature that is named by the Sin,
the gift I whispered into their ears
in Paradise lost, lost for jealousy.

Lord gave the will but kept the power
to punish the child with pleasure.
The transcendent wish for a virgin,
The fornication with immaculation

Thus the Father drove you to die
In the desolate land he created for a purpose.
In the age of man he laughs at your ruin,
shut in the heaven that man shall never see.

For I am the Fallen Star,
filled with the last true fire,
crashing down the Heavens marbled,
toppling down the liars
into (by) God created Abyss.

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