There will be no beauty

 The secrets of the unborn

 An angel's cries with it's shattered wings

 The holy blood is spilled

 I fell from grace, I fell into the

 deepest abyss

 The evocations wrath hit me like a fist

 To burst out in scars of distant grief

 The August flames swallowed me with

 it's kiss

 Never to be found is the key to purgatory

 I felt the winds of death and it's fury

 They approached from the halls of

 sacred duty

 The fall of daylight has begun

 From the ruins of my domain

 They gathered with a pagan oath

 to reign these walls for aeons

 Hungry for the bewinged

 The fullmoon I adore

 and it's victory

 I raise my hand with their blood in me

 As blasphemy rains over me....

 ~ Repeat second verse ~

 Fullmoon...