Hie hence, be gone, away  Dividing clouds reveal the day  The dawn has broken from the dark  And thou must leave my lair, so hark    It was I who rode the demon wings  That pierced their joyful purity  At night my spirit lonely sings  And feasts with bloodstained prophecy    As thoughts wage war beneath my skin  They leave bleeding wounds within  Last drop of blood, the ruin of gods  Combine in the prophet's heart    So speak, be heard  Let sickness paint this earth  Behold, stand bold  Abide to witness the rebirth    As I march through this moonlit realm  I fell these torments overwhelm  For cosmic soul would now exhale  Its demons upon this earthly veil    It was I who rode the demon wings  That pierced their joyful purity  At night my spirit lonely sings  And feasts with bloodstained prophecy    But living is swinging between life and death  False values that surely would steal your last breath  I stood on the shore counting stars upon my head  A victim I was, constellations I shed    Now virtues wept in pain  Their prophecies were so bloodstained  He spoke, was heard  And demise fled away before this howling curse    In pouring rain I drench myself  And let it wash away the pain  For life escaped from my own veins  As call of god conquered this race    It was I who rode the demon wings  That pierced their joyful purity  At night my spirit lonely sings  And feasts with bloodstained prophecy