The Fallen's lay

From the beginning of time his trusted friend

Created to love and worship and in turn to defend

His creation, his image now we must bow

Among the highest in the light, now the fallen foe 

Cast down your crown and your arrogance

Now the morning star hath lost its brilliance

We leave with vengeance to trip and sway 

Your creation from all that is just and the true way 

For you have cast your wrath on  us until we fade away ...