Satyrian Satyrian - Fall From Grace

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Be aware, earlier yet his soul has come
From the death god's kiss that never wakes
Fell from heaven of the soulless saints

As the scarlet moonlight's flaming ray
He had stolen from the light of thee..

Fall from grace
Of London days
Fall from grace
Forthcoming fate

And she rode on Serpent's Hill
Where ever a dreadful wind blows deadly chill
Towards the world that wails beneath

As the scarlet moonlight's flaming ray
He had stolen from the light of thee
Fall from grace
Of London days
Fall from grace
Forthcoming fate

The reverend pleads, I shall file
Beyond this light, into the heaven

Across the earth and through the eternal fires
Into the temples, the temples of desires
The reverend pleads, I shall file
Beyond this light, into the heaven

Fall from grace
Of London days
Fall from grace
Fall from grace
Forthcoming fate
Fall from grace
Fall from grace
Fall from grace