At mourners door in the realm of god Fallen from lips of an angel of truth Denial of existence Of the nether world But as all deceits are bared This one talked its way to hell Wind brought the words around Even through gaps in the ocean floor For those in pain we lead the light To lies they have spread Forsaken ones search no further The truth we shall abide At the gate in the outskirts of hell Reaching the ears of a demon Denial of existence Of the netherworld By the prophets will we swear to thee By the odium throne bound by tones By the darkest light that plays at night By Isaiah's heart the diviners hunt has begun