Good, we were.
Evil, we now are.
Fallen from grace, casted from the heights.
Stripped of our titles, robbed of our rights.
Falling, ever falling.
Bastard children to a bastard father.
Now the keeper of souls,
too wretched to make their life whole.
Aeons we reigned,
and Aeons more we shall.
Our power is many,
For We Are Legion.
