The angels have spoken.
Deaths bared naked to cast its toll.
For a forbidden love, cursed by the righteous above.

I gave her my word, and all nature had heard:
"I love thee! We are now and forever shall be!"
The God of good, love and trust must now forsake me?
What is it that I have done to wrong thee?
I have loved you. Honered you. Worshipped you.
Now you hate me? loathe me? despise me?

It is now I must turn these tides, upon Leviathans back I shall ride.
To tear down your kingdom built on lies, this is the day I shall reign the skies.
I take this knife to your sons throat, and on my cum he does choke.
I take his sins into me and send them back times three.

Now you are in the gutters, the depths of despair.
If thou had just let me be without contempt for my love,
It would be you in these skies not me.

Then she comes to me:
"You  have conquered the heavens, battered the stars and raped your God,
why hast thou done such wrong?"
In my deepest love I must tell thee:
"You ask why have I done this?
For thee my love, for thee."