...And god wept

As the blood of his angels washed away the last remains 

Of the goodness in his beautiful kingdom

That now stood in raging flames and all evil demons 

Was spreading their wickedness and plague 

As fast as rolling storms to haunt for all eternity



...And god wept

As we baptised his last angel in his own blood

His wings withered- his white cloak became red

He cried in sorrow, vain and despair

We liked to hear him scream



...And god wept

As his blood silently left his body 

To fill our cups with tasteful wine

That we drank to celebrate our glorious victory 

As he died a painful death 

Whitering wings and a burning heaven



- god is dead we prevailed 



On this dark and beautiful midwinternight 

The cold breeze of the winterwind blew in the hair of the dying angel

And the voice of death silently whispered

So silent yet how majestic it was

It whispered as the weak angel cried over the death of his god

How sweet it was to behold

His wings could no longer bear him 

Nor his pure heart of innocence could beat no more

His visions of a holy world was forever crushed

This angel was to be no more

Now he4s dead!



Now I have destroyed the ones that I despise and hate

My journey has now come to an end

In the horizon beyond the crushed gates of heaven

You can behold thousands of burning angels 

Impaled on their crosses of innocence and beauty

And demons they shall become



God is dead

I4m the ruler of the universe

All beauty in man is gone

And heaven eternally burns



Earth to us Ashes of Angels And dust of Heaven