Heaven Departed - Incantation

Paraide the lie of rotten design

Fervor from this prison of holiness

I need freedom from this death

Bathed in the solitude of righteousness

The cold grip of misery burns my soul

Corrupted in the impurity of sin

Succumbing to the excommunication

I am forever lost in the waves of rebellion

I descend into this world

The kingdom of Indulgence

A palace of provocation, anathema

Banishment becomes escape

Heaven departed

Consumed into flames

Heaven departed

To reign with the dolorous King

Lands scorched with the burning knowledge maleficent

Banishment becomes escape

Heaven departed

Consumed into flames

Heaven departed

Lands scorched with the burning knowledge maleficent