Council of the Fallen Tempting Angelic Pride Lyrics

Tempting the angels
Stricken with pride
Doubts of creation
Destroyer of lies
Visions of conformity stagnant and feed
The burnt feathered wings of heavenly bodies bleed
Angels deflowered by human kind
Tattered and torn ripped apart to see through my minds third eye
Not convinced of existence
The false illusions of life
Taught of man's creation
Yet suspicions have arised
Conditioned to believe
Upon mere faith I can't rely
Look within myself
So that I may find god
The followers seem content
With their holy sedated lives
The shroud of repression
Covers their bleeding eyes
Light of the saviour
Blinds and supresses sight
Extinguish the flame
For in the dark I see more clear
Tempting the angels
I now can see
Tempting the angels
Watching them bleed