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In the beginning was all so white, o so pure
The birds sang their lovely ballads, charmful tunes
The Earth and the Sky were one

O how we smiled, we knew no pain, no agony
The one with the Sorrow had not born yet
We lived a dream, the fairiest of them all

What a joy we felt, what a love we shared
Tho we knew it was not going to last
We felt it coming, heard the screams in our sleep

The cold hand was reaching for our souls
The one who brings pain and misery
Our End was near.

Bloodred eyes, cold as ice, were headed towards us
O how we feared, cast spells to save our mortal souls
But it was too lateÂ… the Child had born.

The Cry Of The Firstborn hurt our ears
There was nothing but that awful scream
Which made us go down on our knees

It lasted for ages, or so it seemed
And when it endedÂ… there was nothing but emptiness
We could hear Him breathing

"I was born for reason" He sang
"I waited long" He claimed
"I want no harm" He lied

"Free thyself" He whispered
"I am in love with thee" He cried
"Set me free!" He yelled

"Thy soul is sold" We answered
"The heart is cold" We marked
"We won´t obey thee" We said

"You will repent!" He screamed
"I´ll drown you in pain!" He laughed
"YouÂ… willÂ… die!" He growled

He was the Unholy, yet he seemed like a child
The one from the Darkness started to cry
He begged us to help Him

THo He cried, we saw the Truth in his eyes
"No" We told the last time
"This time thy cold heart won´t win!"

O the voice, O that horrible sound
He fell and never woke up
He had left, We banished Him

We saved the Earth and the Sky
For the Ones who would live there after us
We became a God

Now were standing in the Light
Watching a new Moon rising
The ones, our followers are coming
We just hope that they will, too, be able to avert the dangerÂ…

Â… to not hear the cry of the Firstborn.