Alone and freezing
Another bleak and rainy night
holds you captured here
Pondering and searching for sense
Why he left for the other side

Eyes, now from the past
Burn your mind, so fast

That which is somewhat dead
May still reach out
Scared, and assailed by the dead,
The spirit of the one, appears again

I am still bleeding!
The sands of time, are killing me again

Night visit!
From far beyond
Tonight he will visit!
And turn your life around

"Unwake, you will meet me again"
"I will go through the tunnel"
"If u let me enter, I will return"
"But shut me out in fear,
and your soul will BURN!"

I am still bleeding!
My soul is still alive!

Night visit!
From far beyond
Tonight he will visit!
And there's no way around

Tonight he will visit
He'll leave his hole,
In the ground.

(breathing) the cold air
(haunting) like nightmare
(feeding) frenzy bloodbath

(lurking) in shadows
(loving) a heartbeat
(quenching) a long lost lovely

Let me loose, I can't stop me
(lycanthropy)
Need to feed, so hungry
(lycanthropy)
Feels so good, but so thirsty
(lycanthropy)
Hurts so bad, in my blood
(lycanthropy)

(surrounded) by nightmare
(haunted) by night air
(feeding) frenzy blood bath

(lusting) hot pulse
(loving) the shadows
(teasing) a well known fever

Arcane yet so divine
Enthroned by stygian souls

The realm of burning darkness
Is now coming down!

Red storms of the blackest hell
Then a freezing starlit sky was seen

Hail! the blackest one!
Hail! and endure (his reign)
Hail! the fiery one!
Hail! the true king

The sky was set ablaze
As he revealed his wrath
The world was scorched by raining fire!

And the crimson sunset was seen
Like a sinking diamond into the bottomless sea
Never to return but to remain
A distant memory of an ancient time

The deity arose and cast a spell
The known universe was swallowed
He froze the sands of time
The world like a little ball
In his infinite halls, his timeless halls...!

Hail! the highest one!
Hail! and avail (his will)
Hail! the flaming force!
Hail! the final king

Feared, yet adored
Enslaved an entire race

An innocent little girl,
Hungry for wisdom,
But she searches in places so unsafe,
Unaware, and uncautious

A dark and rainy, sunday afternoon
At the misty field, over the hill,
She's walking alone, on her own little paths,
Knowing nothing of what this day will bring

As she is standing by the pond,
Her eyes catch a glimpse
Of a shiny, white shape

Heart beating faster now, as she approaches the form
Nervous but helplessly drawn,
To see what's before her eyes

As she's coming closer, she's struck with fear
Before her feet, lies an angel, bleeding!

Her wings torn, asunder,
Like a helpless prey,
Consumed by a vicious beast!

Her figure drenched in blood,
seeming nearly, human,
As she is lying there,
like a helpless victim

As she gaze into her eyes,
a voice from beyond enter her mind,
A frightening tale of the final truth,
a tale from the land of the dead.