How art thou fallen from heaven, o Lu'ci-fer, son of the morning!
How art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations.
For thou hast said in thine heart,
In the sides of the North:
I will ascend above the heights of the clouds;
I will be like the most High.
Yet thou shalt be brought down to Hell, to the sides of the pit.
How art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations.
For thou hast said in thine heart,
In the sides of the North:
I will ascend above the heights of the clouds;
I will be like the most High.
Yet thou shalt be brought down to Hell, to the sides of the pit.
The vague silhouette rising in the misty cradle of my dreams I hail you dark goddess of light Embodiment of my ...
Look at this marvelous garden washed by warm rays of the sun Once I had roamed here until my power hasn t gone Fo...
Oblivion and melancholy cover my way Night opens the door in the cobweb of time My spirit is free and ...
Millenniums swallowing lives of nations and casting generations down in the dust and oblivion mortifying...
Daylight leaves this world again the burning ball called Sun now again must go down behind the inaccessible line...
The abyss of forgotten dreams and desperate thoughts was lost in the bright light of half God Evil embodimen...
Lifeless frozen fields lay in the twilight mist dusk sky lowered grey clouds are gathering Night lowers it s ...
Through the dark forests and mysterious swamps I hear the cry of desolated souls scattered in ...
