歌词
[Musical Intro]
[Verse 1]
In lands of light when shadows fell,
The traitor’s tale we must still tell.
He walked the path 'twixt black and white,
In battles fought by day and night.
But turned from his holy call
And thus this angel he did fall
[Chorus]
Oh, the lost one's tale we must sing,
ever trapped within a spiral ring.
His grace and fall like echoes sigh,
A spirit caught 'twixt earth and sky
Forsaken by both cloud and flame
The Apostate shall ever be his name
[Verse 2]
With wings of gold and heart of stone,
At Heaven’s gate, he stood alone.
No place to hide in endless skies,
Between the worlds, his spirit flies.
To our world he was exiled
And by spirit and man was reviled
[Chorus]
Oh, the lost one's tale we must sing,
ever trapped within a spiral ring.
His grace and fall like echoes sigh,
A spirit caught 'twixt earth and sky
Forsaken by both cloud and flame
The Apostate shall ever be his name
[Verse 3]
For author of lies this angel be
Creator of foul blood magics be
Forged a blade of fate so sharp,
But twisted by his burning heart.
Built to strike the mighty ones,
It was his pride that made him undone.
[Bridge]
The wind whispers tales of woe,
Of heavens high and hells below.
In every light, a shadow cast,
His fate to wander, ever vast.
[Chorus]
So the lost one's tale we must sing,
ever trapped within a spiral ring.
His grace and fall like echoes sigh,
A spirit caught 'twixt earth and sky
Forsaken by both cloud and flame
The Apostate shall ever be his name
[Verse 4]
The elders speak of days long past,
Of battles fought, of shadows cast.
An angel outcast or so they say
And the worst blood price he had to pay
An angel’s cry, his tale now told,
In songs of old, his fate unfolds.
[Chorus]
Oh, the lost one's tale we must sing,
ever trapped within a spiral ring.
His grace and fall like echoes sigh,
A spirit caught 'twixt earth and sky
Forsaken by both cloud and flame
The Apostate shall ever be his name
[Outro]
In lands of light where shadows fade,
His silent cry, a wisdom made.
Between the realms where he did roam,
An angel lost, without a home
Now buried deep in tomb long lost
For his wicked blade he paid a cost
In songs of old, his fate unfolds.
[Chorus]
Oh, the lost one's tale we must sing,
ever trapped within a spiral ring.
His grace and fall like echoes sigh,
A spirit caught 'twixt earth and sky
Forsaken by both cloud and flame
The Apostate shall ever be his name
[Outro]
In lands of light where shadows fade,
His silent cry, a wisdom made.
Between the realms where he did roam,
An angel lost, without a home
Now buried deep in tomb long lost
For his wicked blade he paid a cost
