Ærie Descent Emperor

By the Moon's haze and Northern Moonlight
Upon the Earth he rode
He seeks that which never was
And never to become
The Moon rose, it was crimson in color
As if the night saw the coming fall
That once crushed your domain
It ever comes again

And again, and again
And again, and again
And again, and again

The moon shone with a fuller red
As a cross he was drawn to the Earth
What once has been shall be no more
Death, he craves his next
It is decreed

Oh, Lord, hide me from the secret council of the wicked
And from these wretched words of iniquity
For my enemies be against me
And they have laid waste my soul in council together
Defend me from he that rises up against me
Save me from he that bears horns...
Cloven hooves
For he lies in wait for my soul
And desires to take it down a fiery pit