Psalm of Fallen Angels

Psalm of Fallen Angels


Sitting upon your bloodied throne, you set fire to flesh and bone

No remorse for the broken souls that you have murdered and sold

Your true colors have shown, follower of the serpent's shadow

What you've done we cannot condone, you'd better run like the devil

For Ragnarok is about to devour your world whole

For all the people you've crucified, for every scream silenced in the twilight

Nevermore will I fall in line, from retribution you cannot ever hide

Fate has sharpened his scythe, son, you'd better pray to the divine

For I have seen through your deceptive disguise


You think you are immortal as you take another bite from your golden apple

But the Destroyer of Worlds is coming for you, this will be your final battle

(I am the poltergeist in your head, the nightmare you have come to dread)

Those who want to have it all are those who write in words their own downfall

Your prophecy's been carved into the stone wall, can you hear the bell toll?

(You're going to get what you deserve, watch helpless as your kingdom burns)

This is the Psalm of Fallen Angels


Upon yourself you've unleashed the Kraken, you disregarded every omen

Your Majesty, here's your coffin, built by the web of lies you've woven

You have enraged a scorpion that is filled to the brim with potent poison

For the empty alibis you've spoken, for every innocent life you've stolen

Your heart will be pierced by the sharp blade of rebellion


You think you are immortal as you take another bite from your golden apple

But the Destroyer of Worlds is coming for you, this will be your final battle

(I am the poltergeist in your head, the nightmare you have come to dread)

Those who want to have it all are those who write in words their own downfall

Your prophecy's been carved into the stone wall, can you hear the bell toll?

(You're going to get what you deserve, watch helpless as your kingdom burns)

This is the Psalm of Fallen Angels


You are nothing but a curse forged in the fierce fires of vanity

Your name's written on the Crown of Thorns, advocate of desolation

No, I am not the messiah nor am I the televised pariah

But still I'll stand for those forgotten, for those you've slain in the darkness

Your greed's tainted the River of Nirvana

Prepare to pay for what you've become


You think you are immortal as you take another bite from your golden apple

But the Destroyer of Worlds is coming for you, this will be your final battle

(I am the poltergeist in your head, the nightmare you have come to dread)

Those who want to have it all are those who write in words their own downfall

Your prophecy's been carved into the stone wall, can you hear the bell toll?

(You're going to get what you deserve, watch helpless as your kingdom burns)

This is the Psalm of Fallen Angels


Your greed's tainted the River of Nirvana

Prepare to pay for what you've become

This is the Psalm of Fallen Angels

From it's words you cannot save yourself