Ten horns arise; the seven heads upon it’s crowns and diadems,
It’s tail swept down unto the Earth,
The stairs of Heaven; a third have turned.
Oh, Lucifer.
The dragon stands before her cries of life, bound to devour the child of light,
And now the serpent’s crown shall be bestowed unto the beast, unto it’s throne.
Oh, Lucifer.
The ancient serpent, the ancient son, the ancient horror, the ancient one,
The ancient mystery of all iniquity is now complete within it’s silent trinity.
You were the seal of all perfection,
Perfect in beauty, knowledge and wisdom,
And you defiled your sanctuaries by the multitude of your iniquities.
Oh, Lucifer.
And you were cast unto the ground, and I brought fire forth from your midst,
And it devoured you from within as it empowered all that is sin.
Oh, Lucifer.
The ancient serpent, the ancient son, the ancient horror, the ancient one,
The ancient mystery of all iniquity is now complete within it’s silent trinity.
The age of grace is over; the legacy is fate,
The age of grace is over, as destiny awaits.
