At evens used to hear the tempting Angel's song,
Over spans of human bones dinging in the sky
Boundless desire trying to vault through the time'
Tween death and stable humanness
From elds handing over the collusion with heaven,
For bow to death they want to touch the stars
Just touch for a moment to feel like gods,
Control awhile the flow of human streams

Choirs of birds will hush, when envoys of death come down,
To a war that humans can never win,
Caused by foolishness and disrespect to the star rulers
Inert bodies will grace a hides of fields,
Like blooms of death looking up the sun
And hundreds of grooms start their grass on the dead,
Trim their brothers as a tax to their gods
Aneled head sits on the throne of anguish

Crowds of rats lie underfoot
Ruler's char offers a kid and may rats drink it's blood
Calix of wordly blood born from mouth to mouth
With desire stronger than sense
Imbibed with the blood gone you feel,
It's the blood been drunk in the dry clay
Unaware you're part of it,
You won't awake and no way back

At evens used to hear the tempting Angel's song,
Over spans of human bones dinging in the sky