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Of Nails and Sinners

๐Ÿ‘ค Arcturus โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ La Masquerade Infernale โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 6:07
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โฑ๏ธ 6:07 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

"I know that without me God cannot live a moment;
If I am destroyed He must give up the ghost."
[Angelus Silesius]

I beseech you, God to whom many sinners pray
From the depth of the dark abyss where my heart fell
Expelled I was from your tedious grace to the pits of hell
So can you please cease to deplore my opposite, nay only way
For aeons I descended down
Till I saw the dreadful truth
Of which man wouldn't know
I, degraded bearer of thy sacred light
- To which I never again will bow
When I rise to avenge myself with darkness
The anger of the damned shall flow

I was cast out by the retinue of angels weak
Shone to the few who me would seek

A rebel I was, radiant my glow, afar,
My wisdom fathomed by the morningstar

And O you fools, in herdlike fight, stampede
And when creation falls, you must build anew,
With nails that sting My hands - They grow passionate on a lie.
But You know the veracious one was I

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:27.64] "I know that without me God cannot live a moment;
[00:30.79] If I am destroyed He must give up the ghost."
[00:33.99] [Angelus Silesius]
[00:39.63] I beseech you, God to whom many sinners pray
[00:46.50] From the depth of the dark abyss where my heart fell
[00:55.36] Expelled I was from your tedious grace to the pits of hell
[01:01.59] So can you please cease to deplore my opposite, nay only way
[01:13.47] For aeons I descended down
[01:16.90] Till I saw the dreadful truth
[01:20.35] Of which man wouldn't know
[01:25.90] I, degraded bearer of thy sacred light
[01:29.71] - To which I never again will bow
[01:38.89] When I rise to avenge myself with darkness
[01:45.41] The anger of the damned shall flow
[01:51.12] I was cast out by the retinue of angels weak
[02:02.90] Shone to the few who me would seek
[03:30.03] A rebel I was, radiant my glow, afar,
[03:41.65] My wisdom fathomed by the morningstar
[05:23.90] And O you fools, in herdlike fight, stampede
[05:30.02] And when creation falls, you must build anew,
[05:34.82] With nails that sting My hands - They grow passionate on a lie.
[05:45.45] But You know the veracious one was I
[05:52.42]

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