Shadows now fall over this tearstain'd strife.
Grievance: My angel dark; I grieve these frozen years! To thy knees thou fallest, trembling in thy fearâ?¦
A mournful gloom o'er these bleeding wounds.
Spirit of Night: Angels sing for us... They cometh fro' below!
Lucifer: I shall rise from His land of pain... Darkness I am and the autumn-rain! senses and hope leads astray... time will slowly fadeth away!
Astaroth: Starfire burns, our black misanthropyâ?¦ but the battle is lost, and His wrath upon us.
Grievance: They are so alone... so sadly beautiful. My love will shine and give them hope!
Spirit of Night: Fires burn for us... they cometh fro' below!
Lucifer: Lord of Heav'n and thy masterplan, How could thou force us to worship man? Here at last we shall be freeâ?¦ In this darkness lies the key.
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