It's far too late to pray for salvation
Your burning soul condemned to the dark
Your heresy leads to your damnation
Banished to pits of primordial dark

You shined brighter than the brightest of suns
Believing yourself to be the chosen one
Dark Gods filled you with poisoned words
Unleashed against father that which he abhorred

On your hands, the blood of those who followed you
On Istvaan, your turned their worlds into a tomb
By your hand, misled your Brothers' fight
And bound them, forsaken, to the Dark Gods' fate

You cut your path to immortality
You brought to Holy Terra your great calamity
Deluded and deceived, you sought to challenge him
Sealing your fate, your destiny: So dark and grim

Struck by the blade, the binds of Chaos broken
Tears from his eyes, brought you to your ignoble end
Begging forgiveness, admitting mistakes
Disgusted by the man you've become, but it's far too late

The Dark Gods of Chaos had kept their word
Given to you freely but the cost so absurd
Your heart desired power beyond mortality
And now your soul will burn for all eternity
It's far too late to pray for salvation
Your burning soul condemned to the dark
Your heresy leads to your damnation
Banished to pits of primordial dark