Toward Her great castle drawn  Where She in fear will feverishly await dawn    Wilt thou fear in the 'midst whence from the heavens She fell  Or art thou a witch weaving tempestuous love-spells?  We smite thee unforbidden lustrous infidel  But I swore to the death that I would avenge Gabrielle    What sorrows befall me in ravenous tides?  Have begotten sleep - weaving nightmares to writhe  To lose another lover when our worlds are too inclined    Spawned from the loins dead-white into a realm void of light  From shallow graves Her hallowed names are exalted as we fight    Weaving through a mist of burnished lightning and brandished steel  Wherein the noble with sterling valour carve the cowering meek  Who beg remission from slavery upon their denier red knees    Screams in vain for mercy they forgave  My unhearing ears burn nonchalant unfazed    What sorrows befall me in ravenous tides?  Have begotten sleep - weaving nightmares to writhe  To lose another lover when our worlds are too inclined    I know not of love, nor cradled reprieve  Yearning eternally for a quick release    "Abaddon"    She will scream your name  You will live in fear  The fallen Angel brings  These scolded dreams ending near