Upon Azrael's Wings

Riding on the flames of death Into this last night fear

relents As we race through skies upon Azrael's wings

He has com to set us free from this earthbound misery

Father of macabre you possess the key To heavens

black galactic morgue Chosen few seek your reward In

solitude, perpetual silence Cosmic womb, eteral solace

Embracing cosmic mysteries To worlds below he's

sent a wreath Elated black angel; our requiem he sings

As tears of Nebula fill black holes Drowing galaxies

of lost souls We continue our ascent to heavens low

No turning back from galactic morgue Chosen few

find your reward In solitude, perpetual silence Cosmic

womb, eternal solace Colossal grave of shadows,

extinction of mankind Eternal morgue or sorrows, no

beauty

left behind Void of shadows, man's colossal grave

Ball of ash to zero fades Nothing left to mourn, all

has died, ever born Barren voyage static drone Stark

oblivion reigns so cold Dropped out of existence, we've

found our hmoe In heaven's black galactic morgue

Chosen few have found our reward In solitude,

perpetual silence Cosmic womb, eternal solace