Abigor

Azrael! Angel of death
Go forth into that dark night
On the narrow threshold stands a legion
United they sing out but one name
Sword to pointed sword
Wing to pointed wing
Language unpronounceable
For human tongue – for mortal senses
Lnaudible, yet loud as thunder
Cracking silence in that cave of winds
Azrael! Angel of death
Go forth into that dark night
You're the lamp onto the realms of shadows
As you would enter the arms of your lover
Drawn me higher into the night skies!
Take my hand and guide me on this journey
Dispel fear with understanding
I am your temple
The temple within all evil dwells