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