From Darkness There Springs Light - Glorior Belli

Light is sour blood spilled from pregnant skies

Frothing & turning, ignoring dead wings as they drift by

It reveals blood & rust from twisted faces

Long shadows are the devil & death the cold breeze

Coughing & choking in the fading night, I smiled…

The fruit of labour grew in the fertile world

Only to fall and decay among the wings that are curled

Light is blood spilled above the five-pointed stars

Surrounded by the dark eye in this forgotten time, I lied!

The fruit of labour bloomed in a scorched world

And now … From darkness there springs light!

And now … From darkness there springs light…

And now … From darkness there springs light…

And now … From darkness there springs light…

And now … From darkness there springs light…

And now … From darkness there springs light…