Morbid angel.

Thus the land of sacred dreams,

Morbid angels Duress in scream's,

Fathoms not the barring soul,

 Decherd upon broken toll,

Nothing more to adore,

Scratching creeping Across the floor,

Wings on fire Fallen desire,

Cast upon the empire,

Gates of Romanians iron,

Chilling informal sheath,

 Cast a burden care ,

Diving into the falling star,

Had burnt-out,

covering her Deepest ambitions in tare .