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