Those who want to have it all are those who write in words their downfall |
Psalm of Fallen Angels Sitting upon your bloodied throne, you set fire to flesh and bone No remorse for the broken souls that you have murdered and sold Your true colors have shown, follower of the serpent's shadow What you've done we cannot condone, you'd better run like the devil For Ragnarok is about to devour your world whole For all the people you've crucified, for every scream silenced in the twilight Nevermore will I fall in line, from retribution you cannot ever hide Fate has sharpened his scythe, son, you'd better pray to the divine For I have seen through your deceptive disguise You think you are immortal as you take another bite from your golden apple But the Destroyer of Worlds is coming for you, this will be your final battle (I am the poltergeist in your head, the nightmare you have come to dread) Those who want to have it all are those who write in words their own downfall Your prophecy's been carved into the stone wall, can you hear the bell toll? (You're going to get what you deserve, watch helpless as your kingdom burns) This is the Psalm of Fallen Angels Upon yourself you've unleashed the Kraken, you disregarded every omen Your Majesty, here's your coffin, built by the web of lies you've woven You have enraged a scorpion that is filled to the brim with potent poison For the empty alibis you've spoken, for every innocent life you've stolen Your heart will be pierced by the sharp blade of rebellion You think you are immortal as you take another bite from your golden apple But the Destroyer of Worlds is coming for you, this will be your final battle (I am the poltergeist in your head, the nightmare you have come to dread) Those who want to have it all are those who write in words their own downfall Your prophecy's been carved into the stone wall, can you hear the bell toll? (You're going to get what you deserve, watch helpless as your kingdom burns) This is the Psalm of Fallen Angels You are nothing but a curse forged in the fierce fires of vanity Your name's written on the Crown of Thorns, advocate of desolation No, I am not the messiah nor am I the televised pariah But still I'll stand for those forgotten, for those you've slain in the darkness Your greed's tainted the River of Nirvana Prepare to pay for what you've become You think you are immortal as you take another bite from your golden apple But the Destroyer of Worlds is coming for you, this will be your final battle (I am the poltergeist in your head, the nightmare you have come to dread) Those who want to have it all are those who write in words their own downfall Your prophecy's been carved into the stone wall, can you hear the bell toll? (You're going to get what you deserve, watch helpless as your kingdom burns) This is the Psalm of Fallen Angels Your greed's tainted the River of Nirvana Prepare to pay for what you've become This is the Psalm of Fallen Angels From it's words you cannot save yourself |