[Lyrics by Robert Yench, Music by John McEntee and Robert Yench]

Seraphim immersed in scorn
Perceptions decrepit, eclipses blind faith
Sagacity with misery itself entwines
And the roots of blasphemous deception stem from their minds

Indulging in temptation and sin, they were cast down
Into regions of sorrow, the deep tract of Hell

Transformed into devils, for they would not revere
Beguiled, curse their miserable fall

The liberty of Perdition
Spiritual descantification
Inverted redemption