The Curse Of The Fallen One (Putrid Angels)

The Screams Of Widow's Son

Compositor: Sir Peter Marx, Glycon Murmur

Ordained to protect humanity
From birth, coming to earth
But old and sick, about to die
Trying to heal divinely
Go back to heaven

But archangels
Don't worry about the human race
Just follow the roadmap of human life
Not believing in that belief, flees from heaven
Finding a woman capable of fulfilling wishes

Accepting, the wish was fulfilled
Success becomes a curse

Revealing itself, opening doors
Of perception and rebellion
Against everything I believed
And I thought it was important
The high price must be paid!
Becoming a fallen

The fallen and his protégé
Must fight the archangels
Assigned to take you back
And what a life would come to an end

Accepting, the wish was fulfilled
Success becomes a curse
The curse of the fallen
Success becomes a curse
Becomes the blessing for the rebels

I'm no longer chained to the altar of madness

By the curse of the fallen one, save me from insane worship
By the curse of the fallen one, I'm free and I feel so alive
By the curse of the fallen one, save me from madness and fame
By the curse of the fallen one, By the curse of the fallen one
(I'm no longer chained to the altar of madness)