Armies of white angels they fight

Pulling and twisting My mind to partake



I know my fate Accept heaven's Hate

It is too late inverting my fate



Stupid god

greedy thief

lord of grief

I won't believe



Don't even bother

my wish is to burn

Search for another

my soul you must earn



Your arrows are to slow

without you I will go

Dethrone yourself and flee

or care to Die for me



Armies of white angels they fight

Helplessly begging me their lives not to take



My place is in Hell

I cannot be sold

to your angelic race

your fall is foretold



father you've died

deceased in your light

your words, they mean nothing

my mind is too strong



Each angel impaled

and once again

your son to be naild



Armies of white angels they fight

Helplessly begging me their lives not to take



They know their fate

have Satan's Hate

It is too late

Inverting their fate