Icarus Burning - Pantokrator

Angel of beauty, bringer of light,

Cherubim flawless in splendor.

Transformed from within, rotting like a corpse

Infested by pride, pestilence of the soul.

There is no words for your betrayal, not in any tongue.

The throne of thrones… Yeah you wish!

What had never been arose in you.

You had it all, but all was not enough.

Shadows of darkness enshrouded your heart as

You deceived yourself.

Master of self-deception, if I knew not your deeds I might even pity you.

You are insane in a way hubris cannot explain.

You are the blueprint for Icarus, yet the sun is but a firefly compared

To the object of your desire.

-i will arise and take the place of God!

Desperately grasping for power that day, you lost your glory forever.

You fell, falling forevermore.