The Tragedy of forsaken Angels

A Drama full of dismal Grief

once there was Peace in Paradise

in heavenly Solitude they might dwell

but bitter Tears dropped out ethereal Eyes

Chains of weak Obeydiance made them turn to Hell

Proud Satan, Thy Revolt unveiled

sweet Nectar of Aphrodite's Womb

How could Delight be Sin?

Rebelling Angels thus darkly seduced

Initiation of new Eden

and Astarte rules supreme

in purest Phoenician Passion

Ramiel descends

Icon of empyreal Temptation

Daughters of Men, drunken of Eros

offer fruitful menstrual Wine

Bridal Lust, Intercourse, decadent Desires

Even Jehova's Plague here can't opress

Secrets of orgiastic Shrine

A sanguinaire Sacrifice under the Seal of Virginity

Fountain for Sodom's mighty Gods



...but where there is Darkness there has to be Light

the Cherubim remember, the Seraphim fright



"How art Thou fallen from Heaven,

Lucifer, Son of the Morning?"

the Army of white Angels laughs



"This darkly singing Nightingale

sounds sweeter than Thy Prayers to me!"