Wings of Azazel

No hope, no light
Men lost this fight
The blood of children on barren soils
With wicked nets the Earths entailed.
Cains evil path, the curse of men
Enslaved by wrath, and drowned in pain
For greed and lust, the Holy One
Forgive your lost and fallen sons

For youve profaned the heavens light
Condemned you are to endless night
The steel of chains instead of wings
Atonement for mankinds sins

Chained to the rock in desert lands
Rebellious angels recompense
As loose will break the pit of hell
For fallen one, for Azazel