The sun has eclipsed
holy angels wept
his wounds shall bleed again
when horned souls awake
rise, the Cainian tribe
rise, disciples of light
the altars bathed in blood
when horned souls awake
we are the claws of eagle
drops of fiery rain
so tremble you sheep of god
when horned souls awake
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