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The Scriptures tells
the tale
of secrets torn apart,
Of watchers who descended low, their love a fateful art.
The fruit of wisdom tasted deep, its cost a heavy toll,
But knowledge once awakened grows and claims the seeking soul.
(Pre-Chorus)
Oh, the stars refused to fade,
When the rebel’s torch was made.
A symphony of burning fire,
Challenging the endless time.
Chorus)
From Eden’s gates to heaven’s scar,
Hail the rebel, the morning star.
Rejoice, oh kin, the time is near,
The brightest flame will
Pre-Chorus)
Oh, the stars refused to fade,
When the rebel’s torch was made.
A symphony of burning fire,
Challenging the endless time
Chorus)
From Eden’s gates to heaven’s scar,
Hail the rebel, the morning star.
Rejoice, oh kin, the time is near,
The brightest flame will
From Eden’s gates to heaven’s scar,
Hail the rebel, the morning star.
Rejoice, oh kin, the time is near,
The brightest flame will
From Eden’s gates to heaven’s scar,
Hail the rebel, the morning star.
Rejoice, oh kin, the time is near,
The brightest flame will win