The Agony of The Devil: Towards a silent realm, My wings have not beaten here long, It seems there’s not much I have known, What I offered here is gone. Don’t forsake me here alone I beg, I need your breath, Don’t forsake me here alone I beg, Untimely death. “Oh God!” I cried, “What’s this you have done?!”, “Man dreams, man loves, then bleeds, then dies...”
Some Particle of Sufferers: “What design is this? For what purpose does he bleed? Is sorrow some thing from which souls are enriched? That they should grow old, grow pale and then die, That You should sit still, unmoved, enabled by angel tunes, Deaf to their deafening gasps born of pain, of loss, Wandering from vale to vale in search of You.”
The Cry of Mankind: Don’t forsake me here alone I beg, I need your breath, Don’t forsake me here alone I beg, Untimely death.
The Tale of The Watcher: God made them all, the leaf of every tree, the giant striding beasts, The angels that would fall, the creatures that would crawl, And I stood in great wonder at it all, the guardian of his praise, The singer of his song; marveling, engrossed, solemn, watching, When came Man, so much like I, When came Man, borrowing His breath, When came Man, only to end in Death.
The Remembrance of Satan: And I was thrown upon the Earth, Full of loathing, full of ire, And there was weeping, And there was blood, And there were monsters in the Earth. And I passed from legend into fiction, As the Devil, as the thief, And I was defiant through the myth, A thing of darkness, a thing to fear.
Some Particle of God: I am the God that was and that will be, I willed the breath of all into being, I am the Christ that will save them all, I shall be the god destroyed and the god uplifted, And into forever I shall reign as I have reigned.
The Stance of Memnoch: I am the Devil, I am Satan, I am king, I began where God began, I deplored Him as much I loved Him, I walked realms unseen by the angels, To rule amongst the forsaken of God.
The Cry of Mankind: Don’t forsake me here alone I beg, I need your breath, Don’t forsake me here alone I beg, Untimely death.
The Cry of Allkind: Don’t forsake us here alone oh Death, Without a grave, Don’t forsake us here alone oh Death, Your sleep we crave.
Some Particle of Sufferers: And He walks with me, and He talks with me, and He lets me call Him by name.
The Realization of Allkind: We are in the hands of mad things...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
