Thine Hour Hast Come

At the dawning of time
Thine heart didst proclaim
Thy throne shall arise
Beyond the stars of God

And be enthroned on the Northern sides of that Great Mountain

Far above the clouds didst thou aspire to but alas this was not to be

So fallen thou art
As lightening to earth
Having once angelic splendour
Now the vilest abomination
An abode for maggots thou art
A shame. That once so beautiful
All is lost to become nothing

Behold, Lucifer
Son of the morning
Thine hour hast come

Thou will be stripped of power
And be lowered into the very depths of hell
Thy fate is worse than death
Eternal suffering and damnation