I saw them duing

...High above the pantheon, beneath the lunar clouds
A majestic mirage strays beyond the spiritual skies,
Hornshadowed images vanishinginto the gallery of doubts...
...I see the angels dying and behold their fear-filled eyes

I saw them dying, with tears of pain no human may conceive..
I saw them dying, upon the throne of beast-
Vampiric lord in the shape of a ruthless wolfen grief...
I saw them dying, taken by the winterstorm they may nost resist...

Blessed be the rain filled with angelic blood
Blessed be the nocturnal realm where I belong to...
...where I praise carnality and
hail the pleasures of flesh!