From the cusp of midnight mountians,
Dari titik tengah mountians tengah malam,
Wending as a mist,
Wending sebagai kabut,
Rebels truced with Feriluce,
Pemberontak digencet dengan Feriluce,
(In truth, few could resist)
(Sebenarnya, hanya sedikit yang bisa menolaknya)
Came praising his hellraising through,
Datang memuji hellraising nya melalui,
The sparse and marble clime,
Iklim yang jarang dan marmer,
Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made,
Dimana Kebajikan dimandikan, buatan mereka dibuat,
Her fountians flood with wine,
Orang-orang fountiansnya membanjiri anggur,

Lifted with the gift,
Diangkat dengan hadiah,
Of their dark seductive songs,
Dari lagu-lagu menggoda mereka yang gelap,
She drifted from the path,
Dia melayang dari jalan setapak,
She was surely set upon,
Dia pasti siap,

Courting chaos,
Menghadapi kekacauan,
Prized in the sight,
Prized in the sight,
Of the covering angel,
Dari malaikat penutup,
Taught in ways of
Diajarkan dengan cara
Smothering another lover,
Membekap kekasih lain,
Other than God
Selain Tuhan

Worshipped in each other's arms,
Menyembah di lengan masing-masing,
Like spider eidolons,
Seperti spider eidolons,
The moon conducted like a charm,
Bulan dilakukan seperti pesona,
Those strange arrangments on
Pengaturan aneh itu
And this is how they came to be,
Dan begitulah keadaannya,
Dragged before the throne,
Diseret di depan takhta,
Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
Melalui lidah yang tergantung sementara mereka dijalankan
On soft white throars and punetured moans,
Pada tenggorokan putih lembut dan rintihan yang terberat,

Though fated now than later,
Meski ditakdirkan sekarang dari nanti,
By his tutor that had been,
Dengan tutornya yang tadi,
He baited the Creater,
Dia memberi umpan pada Creater,
With the future he had seen,
Dengan masa depan yang dia lihat,

Of Michael, psyched with jealousies,
Dari Michael, dicintai dengan cemburu,
A reich right by His side,
Yang benar di sisi-Nya,
And worming Man about to be,
Dan cacing Man tentang menjadi,
the apple of His eyes,
apel mata-Nya,

His children lost to free will,
Anak-anaknya kehilangan kehendak bebas,
And the cost of beaten hearts,
Dan biaya hati yang dipukuli,
Like the night Twixt vice and Virtue,
Seperti malam Twixt vice and Virtue,
When Her kiss became a scar,
Saat ciumannya menjadi bekas luka,

Seraph enimies,
Seraph enimies,
Why has my lord foresaken my judgement
Mengapa tuanku meninggalkan penilaian saya?
Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?
Apakah saya tidak bebas saat Dia memanjakan fantasiku yang paling gelap?

From embittered lips,
Dari bibir yang sakit hati,
These words were slavered,
Kata-kata ini slavered,
Split with the whips,
Berpisah dengan cambuk,
Of their witch hunt gathered,
Dari perburuan penyihir mereka berkumpul,

He sought Her gaze,
Dia mencari tatapannya,
Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage,
Orang-orang yang tenggelam di tengah-tengah orang yang melolong marah,
Blasphemer!
Penghujat!
Blasphemer!
Penghujat!
Though She was gone,
Meskipun dia pergi,
Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng,
Tidak terpikat dengan lagu kerumunan semangat mereka,
But ghosted back where She belonged…
Tapi hantu kembali dimana dia milik …

A grace embracing Michael,
Sebuah anugerah memeluk Michael,
In a lace of tearsthat bleared Her pride,
Dalam renda air mata yang meredam harga dirinya,
He swallowed,
Dia menelan ludah,
Blood followed,
Darah mengikuti,
Through with spit for all things so fucki
Melalui dengan meludah untuk segala hal jadi fucki