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[lyrics: Albert Bell / Music: Forsaken]

Crimson tears summon me to the eclipse of my death
For the reckoning of my sins I shall pledge
A black veil of emotionless silence begs to clothe me
Through the halls of spiritual existence
I crawl on this journey

On wings of fire, the call of judgement rides
In the chalise of eternal void I seek to hide
Into the Infinite abyss of darkness I am to sleep
In mourning for the last straws of life, I weep

Desolate, I pray for the dawning sun
The throne of light remains concealed
Alone, tied in these chains of Solitude
I cannot Feel

[Chorus]
Where angels have fallen
My wailing soul is laid to rest
The tombstone is chosen
A cauldron for my new quest

What is this empty shell withered by the winter rains?
Not one drop of drying blood, nor the pleasure of pain
Beyond my grave I hear the dying fall
To their lifless souls I call
I wait for agonized centuries to no avail
An infernal sleep that revives my claim

In death, I died, where no white saviour came

Betrayed by the thousand year faith
Embalmed in this forbidden dream
Solitary I shudder in the chill of stillness
My body still yearns for its bloodstream

...And yet I call His name this last time

[Chorus]
Where angels have fallen
My wailing soul is laid to rest
The tombstone is chosen
A cauldron for my new quest
[lyrics: Albert Bell / Music: Forsaken]      Crimson tears summon me to the eclipse of my death   For the reckoning of my sins I shall pledge   A black veil of emotionless silence begs to clothe me   Through the halls of spiritual existence   I crawl on this journey      On wings of fire, the call of judgement rides   In the chalise of eternal void I seek to hide   Into the Infinite abyss of darkness I am to sleep   In mourning for the last straws of life, I weep      Desolate, I pray for the dawning sun   The throne of light remains concealed   Alone, tied in these chains of Solitude   I cannot Feel      [Chorus]   Where angels have fallen   My wailing soul is laid to rest   The tombstone is chosen   A cauldron for my new quest      What is this empty shell withered by the winter rains?   Not one drop of drying blood, nor the pleasure of pain   Beyond my grave I hear the dying fall   To their lifless souls I call   I wait for agonized centuries to no avail   An infernal sleep that revives my claim      In death, I died, where no white saviour came      Betrayed by the thousand year faith   Embalmed in this forbidden dream   Solitary I shudder in the chill of stillness   My body still yearns for its bloodstream      ...And yet I call His name this last time      [Chorus]   Where angels have fallen   My wailing soul is laid to rest   The tombstone is chosen   A cauldron for my new quest