The Tormenting Of Angelic Beings

Fallen angels from an crimson sky
Steel feather pierce right through your eye
Morbid visions of tortured seraphs plague your dreams
Heaven’s servants have been abandoned or so it seems

In a new dawn they ascend
With mud their blood mends
Blood from their ripped out wings
The smell is arousing, at the same time is stinks

Angels fall from lacerated skies
The fallen were once considered wise
Forever doomed is what they now are
But god’s reign of terror isn’t over by far

Along the bloody river of tears shells lie
Shells of long forgotten angels left to die
Along the river of tears angels cry
With bloody eyes they looked at the crimson sky

In a new dawn they ascend
Dreadful beings from heaven send
Steel needles replace the feathers
Soft skin makes place for leather