A shuddering empire
Marching towards the end
No belief dishonors the fallen
Entwine life and death
In this kingdom of ashes
Smoke is the trail
Despise the ground beneath your feet
Once trodden by angels
I cry to the moon
Ione witness of the fading
It is just the cold breath of a nightmare
For I am the serpent of sulphur
For I am the wings of the pretender
Appeal for grace
As christ wept under the cross
I'll make you bleed
And redesign the end
For I am the serpent of sulphur
For I am the wings of the pretender

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