Hope Rides On Devil Wings

Dark angel with thine aching lust to rid the world of existence
Malicious angel do what you must burn and kill all worlds resistance
Because of thee no thougt, no thing can possibly breathe in the lights embrace
Dark angel ever on the wing riding with such beauty grace

When darkness greets, then changes you... Your silvery to a sultry fire.
Nor will thine blackest heart allow, delight intortured by desire.
Through thee the ones who seeks shall learn and in the end be payed what they earn...
Dark angel with thine arching lust malicious angel do what you must

Because of thee, the law of dreams becomes a gathering place for fears
Unlit tormented slumber seems one vehemence of useless tears
When sunlight glows upon the flowers or ripples down the dancing sun
Thou, with thie trows of darkest powers takes my life, sets me free

Within the breath of autumn woods, within the winter silences
Thy venomous spirit stirs and broods, o master of impieties...
The ardour of red flame is thine and thine the steely soul of ice
Dark angel with thine aching lust, malicious angel do what you must

Thou art the whisper in the gloom the hinting tone, the haunting laugh
The breathing darkness inside me o, may your will forever be
The second death that never dies that can not die when time is dew
Live death, where in the lost soul cries
Eternally uncomforted

Dark angel with thine aching lust, malicious angel then prepares...
Make all chance to drifting dust, with thine eternity of cares.