The choirs were singing
The choirs were singing
The choirs were singing but silent was the voice
That should have explained everything
White crowds were walking, white crowds were walking
Towards symbolic edge of the abyss
Towards symbolic edge of the abyss
Towards symbolic edge of the abyss
And there they stood
And there they stood
And there they stood and he stood there,
Their wings went numb in long captivity
And around their temples, and around their temples
There's no aureole anymore
There's no aureole anymore
There's no aureole anymore
It has been proven
It has been proven
It has been proven - that they all partook in rebellion
And today they will all be cast down
From the familiar faces, from the familiar faces
it is not the heavenly light that shines
it is not the heavenly light that shines
it is not the heavenly light that shines
Some of them proudly
Some of them proudly
Some of them proudly keep heads up high
When the fiery sword pushes them down
In the crowd it's being explained, it's being explained;
"It is no pride, but arrogance"
"It is no pride, but arrogance"
"It is no pride, but arrogance"
Some of them are crying
Some of them are crying
Crying and shouting as loud as they can
Their screams are drowning out the angelic choir
Some of them are jumping, some of them are jumping
They want to be the first ones to be damned
They want to be the first ones to be damned
They want to be the first ones to be damned
The last one to fall
The last one to fall
The last one to fall will be the first one of them
Blackening in his flight for the crown
After him will be left, after him will be left
Whiteness of the crowd and muffled voice
Whiteness of the crowd and muffled voice
Whiteness of the crowd and muffled voice
And so the execution
And so the execution
And so the execution is complete
Angel will call his brother "devil"
To the glory of the Lord!
To the glory of the Lord!
And the eternal despair of the world.
And the eternal despair of the world.
And the eternal despair of the world.