• Fallen, fallen
    are we the race of Man
    for once we walked
    on Angels wings
    and lived by Gods own hand
    But now, set upon ourselves
    are we,
    Lost in this endless Night.
    The stars alone
    are all we see
    Forgotten now is Creations light.
    Broken, bonded
    Our spirits are in thrall.
    For the love
    of worldly things
    has brought us to this Fall.