The fall wonted his wings
Aureole drowned in mass
Much time has passed to understand it
He found his triumph in humiliation
Glory in pain, pleasure in tortures
Then he bounced off the mud
And flew high over his throne.
The one and only real one
The king of his loneliness
Too big to notice him
He holds the dark light
He's always lonely
standing next to the until tapers.
How long can you belive the other side
the lies about eden and endless life
Forget what you heard before
Cleanse your mind, regain your dreams
Whisper... call father of light, Lucifer