Have you heard of ancient days The mystery of a mighty race Giants dwelt upon the earth Lawless and obscene
The kindred Men of great renown Dark and grim Spawn of fallen angels
The sons of God Inflamed by lust and unnatural temptation Legend has it Semjāzā was the leader of the cursed
On human flesh fell their eyes Lustful eyes They viewed in great despise Their own inhabitation
In their pride they bent the laws of all creation Behold the scriptures state These Angels still await the judgement of their God
Behold mystery Behold mythology
O Raphael bind Azazel O Gabriel proceed against the bastards
Far below the foundations of existence In eternal chains they dwell Angels await the fire Rebels await the fire
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