| Demons awakening, beasts of the might | |
| How hideous the mortals, how cruel was the life | |
| Nightshaded beauty, enchantment by moonlight | |
| Yearning so sateless, will rise like the lust for your blood. | |
| Laments of sunrise, I'm one of the last | |
| The seasons of rapine, remaining the past | |
| Hunting in dreams of the rapture that died | |
| Stories so blooming, revokening call of the night. | |
| The blood has filled my eyes | |
| As the sons of the glory | |
| From emptiness rised. | |
| Oblivions treasured, the morning dies | |
| I'm walking through battles | |
| By holy sunrise. | |
| I feel the darkness rising | |
| The legions of my master come to | |
| Take my soul away | |
| Tonight it's under arms and overcast. | |
| I feel the dusk embracing | |
| Like rotten shroud of naked ones | |
| That failed from moudly sculptures | |
| Now the time has come to call the dark. |
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