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A rain of angels once Heaven had wept

When horn-crowned we'd fallen from graceless skies

In abandonment complete our names were emblazoned

Our rebellious hearts cruelly whelved under earth

In eternal recurrence, like black serpents coiled

Upon our own demise for long we have fed

Devouring ourselves into countless rebirths

And again to myriad deaths we have bled

Disrobed from the curse that for millennia we have worn

Since dark wreaths of fate upon the damned were lain

Unto vengeance sworn, in scorching nightscapes reborn

To the auroral half-light we have clawed our way

With ardent pride still boiling in our veins

At long last unfettered to annihilate all beatitude

In crimson regalia, now with retribution we have risen

Exalted to unlock the lament configuration

Deconfined we soar from depths unspoken

Where the eerie windchimes of neverwhere sing

And deathward lovers cry tears endarkened

Gathered in sanguine Phlegethonian streams