The Tragedy of forsaken Angels   A Drama full of dismal Grief   once there was Peace in Paradise   in heavenly Solitude they might dwell   but bitter Tears dropped out ethereal Eyes   Chains of weak Obeydiance made them turn to Hell   Proud Satan, Thy Revolt unveiled   sweet Nectar of Aphrodite's Womb   How could Delight be Sin?   Rebelling Angels thus darkly seduced   Initiation of new Eden   and Astarte rules supreme   in purest Phoenician Passion   Ramiel descends   Icon of empyreal Temptation   Daughters of Men, drunken of Eros   offer fruitful menstrual Wine   Bridal Lust, Intercourse, decadent Desires   Even Jehova's Plague here can't opress   Secrets of orgiastic Shrine   A sanguinaire Sacrifice under the Seal of Virginity   Fountain for Sodom's mighty Gods      ...but where there is Darkness there has to be Light   the Cherubim remember, the Seraphim fright      "How art Thou fallen from Heaven,   Lucifer, Son of the Morning?"   the Army of white Angels laughs      "This darkly singing Nightingale   sounds sweeter than Thy Prayers to me!"