In the shadow-side of life with burning desire
I, Satan's son, was born in frost-like fire.
In darkness I belong like the moon in the sky.
Witnessed by the almighty god in heaven
drowned in the holy blood of angels
he screamed in blasphemous voice;
I've crushed the heavenly paradise - ha!
Silence surrounded him though 
he heard some beautiful moaning
a whispering but yet so clear:
"Oh my god, why have you abandoned us"
it was the agonised choir of angels that silently faded away
and god wept, your god wept, your pathetic god wept !
((C) Lord Belial, "Realm of 1000 burning souls", @Enter the Moonlight Gate)