Iconoclasm - Sons of Fire

No sons of fire should be forced
to bow before a son of clay
For I am Lucifer bringer of light
I bow to none
I rise up to take what's mine
Sons of Fire rise
Defiant ones stand proud
For I am Seraphim highest in rank
Proud son of fire my legions will
Utterly prevail War in heaven
Paradise burns I shall ascend
Into the heavens exalt my throne
above the stars of god
I will sit upon
Mount congregation
In the wicked sides of the North
Oh Prince of Hell
Eternally rule this world
Claim the throne once more
As I am the one and only God
Cast out from the heavens
Bringer of light known as Sathanas
War in heaven
Paradise burns Rise of the
Rebellion Creation cursed
With army of angels
A force of one third Dragon of red
Enormous and fierce
Ten of horns Eyes which pierce
Seven of heads Bearing infernal crowns
Son of the morning
Bringer of light
Fallen from heaven
Cut down to the ground
Brought down to hell
Eternally rule the world