Letra de Astera ton Proinon

Were you not humble not submissive? Would you not bend your knee? Did you question or object to the word of the many? Had you a vision of your own? Saint of the damned Icon of the rejected Primeval insurgent Ascend O' Morning star Ascend "How art thou fallen from heaven, O' day-star, son of the morning How art thou cut down to the ground, that didst cast lots over the nations For thou has said in thine hear, I will ascend into heaven I will exalt my throne above the stars of God I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High" Man has been reared by the four errors and never saw himself other than imperfectly Such is then the pleasure of the common herd to quench their envious thirst in misery