Declined Resplendence Lyrics

Nemesis, the one without glory
Antagonist for the enlightened
Righteous ones shall cast their fury
On fools who dare to deny the truth

Divine armament
Heed of angels
Pull out their swords
For slaying of the beast
For heavenly soldier
The first head to cut
On the weary shoulders
Of the blindly judged

The hand that once reached out
For fellow man in peace
Now cramped in a trembling fist
To strike down enemy revealed

Divine armament
Heed of angels
Will turn their swords
Against each other

For heavenly soldier
The final head to cut
On the weary shoulders
In his once gleaming armour

Another jaws
Will grow and spread
To replace
The severed head
The beast is chained
But never dead