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The Rape and Holy Sacrilege

Across the bewitching horizon
Can you see the falling stars?
Cast your deepest wish
On the dying angels, afar

Beneath the waning moon
The godly become godless
The candles flutter in the gloom
The rape and holy sacrilege

His children bent him a knee
In shining armor from land to sea
They spilt blood for his word
For his glory
In the name of God
They went to war

In fancy flights of twilight
And forbidden longings of delight
His favored children sinned
In carnal lust
And broken trust
Those angels, they grin

But sweet words of poison
Dripped into God's ear
Those tainted words
Cut like swords
And then God felt fear

Beneath the waning moon,
Can you see the falling stars?
The candles flutter in the gloom
On the dying angels, afar

Across the bewitching horizon
The godly become godless
Cast Your deepest wish
The rape and holy sacrilege

"I can see
Statuesque,
Beautiful,
The bearing of my children.
I cast from
My kingdom,
Beating heart,
Let thee be gone my sight."

Belial
Abaddon
Mephistopholes
Beezlebub
Lucifer
Are all fallen stars

In his righteous gaze they burned
With such foul contempt and spurn
From the Heavens they fell
Through blood and death
With bated breath
They tasted hate in Hell

So, will you just remember
On cold nights by the cinders
When you wish on dead stars,
The broken trust
Turned to rust,
Who hears you, afar

Across the bewitching horizon
Can you see the falling stars?
Cast your deepest wish
On the dying angels, afar

Beneath the waning moon
The godly become godless
The candles flutter in the gloom
The rape and holy sacrilege