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NO FAITH FOR THE MORNINGSTAR

The vengeful angel spiraled downward
Alight in the fires of pain

I curse the wind that flutters her candle
That rests 'twixt bouquets of thorns on my mantel
Whisper your name in poetic laments
At the infernal gates of serpents

Drowned in the blood from severed veins
Taste of the grave fresh on my lips
Apocalypse beget by God

Necrophiles and dragon spines
Crossroads walked but I'll never find
A piece of peace in faerie tales
Whispers in the vespers our melancholy Hell
Cenobites will configure
Wrapped despair of poisoned sugar
Hate me for I apologize
How could you ever love me?
I left you here to die

I followed her down the path denied
Lovers renowned for prideful ways despised
From His gilded seat upon jagged peaks
Dead to the world, heirloom of antiques

We are lost among
Betrayers and purveyors
Those naysayers
Spitting their venom
Echo blackened songs
Cemented and lamented
I've repented
With all my demons

Driven to the sorrow of thy realms
Forgive me for my kisses to your withered heart
Hang my love swinging from the witch elm
For there is truly no Faith for the Morningstar
Visions of yesterday remind me
Of those lost midnight rituals beneath her scars
Cast another stone into the deep
For there is truly no Faith for the Morningstar

Tragedy struck beauty upon her coffin
The devil bearing gifts of fallen prophets
Hemlock and nightshade in constant shadow
The ether writhes with things from below

Crucified on a crooked cross
So deep in costs of which I owe
The curse of crows and brimstone spawn

Necrophiles and dragon spines
Crossroads walked but I'll never find
A piece of peace in faerie tales
Whispers in the vespers our melancholy Hell
Cenobites will configure
Wrapped despair of poisoned sugar
Hate me for I apologize
How could you ever love me?
I left you here to die

Pounding fists 'gainst the gates of Heaven
Hurling fury at the sky with venom
Jealousy had run rampant 'midst angels
'Til God deemed that love wore no vigil

And thus she shall fall
Tormented and demented
He invented
New ways to condemn
And thus I did crawl
Defeated and depleted
The conceited
Cast her from His hymn

Driven to the sorrow of thy realms
Forgive me for my kisses to your withered heart
Hang my love swinging from the witch elm
For there is truly no Faith for the Morningstar
Visions of yesterday remind me
Of those lost midnight rituals beneath her scars
Cast another stone into the deep
For there is truly no Faith for the Morningstar

throw me from thy grace, o, god
for i would rather burn in hell
then to ever serve in heaven
choirs and trumpets of angels
will be harbingers of my doom
thus will spark the infernal flame
that seeks the only pure being
deliver me from your gold tomb
you fucking pitiless fraud

GOD

Necrophiles and dragon spines
Crossroads walked but I'll never find
A piece of peace in faerie tales
Whispers in the vespers our melancholy Hell
Cenobites will configure
Wrapped despair of poisoned sugar
Hate me for I apologize
How could you ever love me?
I left you here to die

We are lost among
Betrayers and purveyors
Those naysayers
Spitting their venom
Echo blackened songs
Cemented and lamented
I've repented
With all my demons
And thus she shall fall
Tormented and demented
He invented
New ways to condemn
And thus I did crawl
Defeated and depleted
The conceited
Cast her from His hymn

Driven to the sorrow of thy realms
Forgive me for my kisses to your withered heart
Hang my love swinging from the witch elm
For there is truly no Faith for the Morningstar
Visions of yesterday remind me
Of those lost midnight rituals beneath her scars
Cast another stone into the deep
For there is truly no Faith for the Morningstar

The vengeful angel spiraled downward
Alight
In the fires of rage

(c) 2017 Frank Green