"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