Alone and sorrowful, the divine essense crawls    Along the dying remains of heavenly kingdom    Once adorned and now forlorn,    Questioning anything, but meaningless and painful       Bitter memories of past apocryphal superiority,    Flesh and soul now departed in more than racking way...    Necromantic lust for vital pleasures and devilish desires,    For precious taste of blood and sulphur throne of wisdom...       Sinful and infidel in spirit,    With bloodstained sword    It once joined the battle for the Divine's triumph    For salvation and a glory of the Heaven's Lord...       Forgotten and betrayed, it wanders through infinity,    Alone and tearless...    Enchanting odes from the distant woods so vast    Cherish it's neverending pain, encircling in oblivion...       Detested is the dying surface of the earth    Surreal and naked is it's torturing tristesse    The mournful silence is so sweet...       [narration:]   Into the very depths of Heddenah's gardens    Through the enflamed spheres it ascended    Lusting for revenge...       Countless centuries will pass    And some day the betrayal is avenged    For every sin shall be atoned    For every pain shall find it's rest...>