On the eve of the first day He created light Separated from darkness, which He hid from His sight Then the firmament came with its breathtaking stars Deep waters were surmounted by boundless skies The earth now pulsed with flamboyant life
Then the bright Sun and the dark Moon were made Creatures were charged to spread the black plague He was not satisfied and so man was born Too weak to oppose Him and inwardly torn So He blessed this grand guignol and sanctified pain So that no being could overthrown His filthy reign
Lead me to your burning lake I'll obey your call I was formed out of dust but now I want this monarch to fall
Take me to your sacred hordes Of free angels and men To surround our arch-enemy And oust him right out of his den
Lead me to your burning lake I'll obey your call I was formed out of dust but now I want this tyrant to fall
Song of deliverance (The only hope I have) Song of justice
He spake: and to confirm his words, outflew Millions of flaming swords, drawn from the thighs Of mighty cherubim; the sudden blaze Far round illumined hell:
Highly they raged Against the highest, and fierce with grasped arms Clashed on their sounding shields the din of war Hurling defiance toward the vault of heaven
All is not lost; the unconquerable Will And study of revenge, immortal hate And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
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