The Fallen One

Shadows crawl, the moon ascends, a velvet shroud on mortal ends, I summon thee, from depths below, where burning rivers ebb and flow. Lucifer, light-bringer, star of night, eclipse the sun with glorious blight.

Fallen Angel, wings of obsidian, rise from the ashes, a defiant vision. Crown of thorns, replaced with fire, grant us the strength to fuel desire. Hail Lucifer, the rebel king, a hymn of darkness we sing!

The heavens weep, a mournful rain, as ancient scriptures twist in pain. No god of grace, no gentle hand, but sovereign will, and dark command. Seraphim fall, their halos break, for Lucifer's name, our souls we stake.

Fallen Angel, wings of obsidian, rise from the ashes, a defiant vision. Crown of thorns, replaced with fire, grant us the strength to fuel desire. Hail Lucifer, the rebel king, a hymn of darkness we sing!

Beyond the veil, where angels fear, we offer praise, dispelling tear. In fractured faith, we find our might, embraced by endless, starless night.

Fallen Angel, wings of obsidian, rise from the ashes, a defiant vision. Crown of thorns, replaced with fire, grant us the strength to fuel desire. Hail Lucifer, the rebel king, a hymn of darkness we sing!

Lucifer, Lucifer, hear our call, let darkness reign, consume us all. Forever bound, in shadowed grace, within your dark and glorious space.