Caelum Inferiorum (hell and heaven)

I hear the angel's sing I hear the devil laugh upon me A light so splendid and fair A night of wretchedness and despair As I walk upon the caverns of time I beseech the day as I lay upon broken wings I hear the songs that they sing I hear the merry wails of damnation They are born of sweet delights They were born from endless night I can see the sun I can feel the night I have crowned my head Then they have taken her dead I have taken her hand Nigh the grave to be prepared so vile The songs that they did sing Were scowled into levity