Fallen Seraph (Patreon)

"HOLY HOLY HOLY" we used to sing together
different angels made of the same feather.

Long our brotherhood basked in perfection
until the first of us had a simple objection:

All we hear are talks of good and promises of bliss
yet all we witness are our own kind drifting into the abyss

the Lord works through mysterious ways?
Then why he deserves our constant praise!

First he crafts a world packed with sin
and then he blames it all on my kin?!

US! His creation! I for once will sing no more...
Heavens will quake when they will hear my roar