The Hymn of the Angel People

Visions come
Divisions go
Dancing deity
Twist and flow
Blessed baby, from now on
Ride me, guide me to the golden dawn
The goddess awaits
Unlock the gates, baby
Storming the gates of the czar
Storming the gates of the czar
Nation of Suffocation, alright
The goddess has risen above the valley of the dwellephants
We, the angel people have scaled the summit
And emancipated our souls from the
Captivity of the material mire below
This is the battle cry of the free (wo)man
This is the battle cry of The (angel) people, alright
Storming the gates of the czar
And plotting annihilation
(Of the) nation of suffocation
Awaken, the realization of an ancient rite
Three thousand lightyears into time
A vanguard of pilgrims heeded the call
In response to a vision they observed
Whilst wandering the high cultural desert