Be aware earlier yet his soul has come
From the death god's kiss that never wakes
Fell from heaven of the soulless saints
As the scarlet moonlight's flaming ray
He had stolen from the light of thee
Fall from grace
Of London days
Fall from grace
Forthcoming fate
And she rode on Serpent's Hill
Where ever a dreadful wind blows deadly chill
Towards the world that wails beneath
As the scarlet moonlight's flaming ray
He had stolen from the light of thee
Fall from grace
Of London days
Fall from grace
Forthcoming fate
The reverend pleads I shall file
Beyond this light into the heaven
Across the earth and through the eternal fires
Into the temples the temples of desires
The reverend pleads I shall file
Beyond this light into the heaven
Fall from grace
Of London days
Fall from grace
Fall from grace
Forthcoming fate
Fall from grace
Fall from grace
Fall from grace
