In Battle with Angels - Scheitan

My sword was lifted

As the first one came

So delightful — so splendid to rape

I cut her wide open

Tore her heart

My eyes they glimpsed

This was blackened art

Riding forth, killing God

I’m in battle with angels

Riding forth, killing God

I shall never surrender

With my spear I killed the second

And father God mourned as hell

I watched him through

The black diamond

These pestilent disciples

Never had a chance

The last one came forth

But she truly was a fallen one

She came to join my dark horde

The bride of mine she was to become