The Future's Dead And All My Dreams Still-born And Bloody Gangs In Tattered Uniforms And From The North Comes A Still-grey Host To Purge My Mind Of All Its Screaming Ghosts An Angel Sings An Eagle Soars And The Moonlight Falls Falls Like A Sword An Angel Sings An Eagle Soars And The Moonlight Falls Falls Like A Sword The Solar Church The Whisper Of Purity It Fell And Drowned In A Poison Sea And My Eyes Weep Like Melting Ice At A World Plagued With Human Lice An Angel Sings An Eagle Soars And The Sunlight Falls Falls Like A Sword An Angel Sings An Eagle Soars And The Sunlight Falls Falls Like A Sword Alas, Europa! A Museum Of Fools The Storm Gathers Over Fuel And Shall We Wait Beneath A Raven Banner They Say This World Leads To Heaven, Hell Or Valhalla An Angel Sings An Eagle Soars And The Rain It Falls Falls Like A Sword An Angel Sings An Eagle Soars And The Rain It Falls Falls Like A Sword The Lightning Strikes The Heaven's Core And Love It Thrusts Thrusts Like A Sword My Hate Is Pure The Bloody Form My Hate Is Sharp Sharp Like A Sword The Future's Dead