Alone and sorrowful, the divine essense crawls
Along the dying remains of heavenly kingdom
Once adorned and now forlorn,
Questioning anything, but meaningless and painful
Bitter memories of past apocryphal superiority,
Flesh and soul now
departed in more than racking way...
Necromantic lust for vital pleasures and devilish desires,
For precious taste of blood and
sulphur throne of wisdom...
Sinful and infidel in spirit,
With bloodstained sword
It once joined the battle for the
Divine's triumph
For salvation and a glory of the Heaven's Lord...
Forgotten and betrayed, it wanders through infinity,
Alone and tearless...
Enchanting odes from the distant woods so vast
Cherish it's neverending pain, encircling in oblivion...
Detested is the dying surface of the earth
Surreal and naked is it's torturing tristesse
The mournful silence is so
sweet...
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