The Tragedy of forsaken Angels A Drama full of dismal Grief once there was Peace in Paradise in heavenly Solitude they might dwell but bitter Tears dropped out ethereal Eyes Chains of weak Obeydiance made them turn to Hell Proud Satan, Thy Revolt unveiled sweet Nectar of Aphrodite's Womb How could Delight be Sin? Rebelling Angels thus darkly seduced Initiation of new Eden and Astarte rules supreme in purest Phoenician Passion Ramiel descends Icon of empyreal Temptation Daughters of Men, drunken of Eros offer fruitful menstrual Wine Bridal Lust, Intercourse, decadent Desires Even Jehova's Plague here can't opress Secrets of orgiastic Shrine A sanguinaire Sacrifice under the Seal of Virginity Fountain for Sodom's mighty Gods ...but where there is Darkness there has to be Light the Cherubim remember, the Seraphim fright "How art Thou fallen from Heaven, Lucifer, Son of the Morning?" the Army of white Angels laughs "This darkly singing Nightingale sounds sweeter than Thy Prayers to me!"