Unconsecrated

Darkness descending on Eden The hour of judgement at hand Purgatory has awakened Bare witness the fall of creation Blinded by fruits of the father The cycle of deceit Forked tongues speak of the rapture and beauty Not known nor pardoned Blissful malc

As we fall we truly arise They will fall to purity their praiseworthy land Underneath a heretical sky Our torn wings will cry revenge Out of the darkness The inception Our darkest hour Is now behind us Blood shall rain upon the empire It won't stop u