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!"