All the darkest dreams came true She closed her eyes forever The bride so calm and pale and sad Here's the agony she'd suffered
I was lead through a monumental hall When a blow blinded me and I lost my way Her ghastly face shrouded in a cloak Six wings bleeding into six ebony cups De Profundis – the trembling out of the depths This infinite flame that crumbled her heart Dribbling its dark venom
She said: gloria inferni
A shining dagger cutting through my breath She collected my blood in a stone chalice Licking the blade with a wicked face Suddenly encircled by a dreary cortege Consciousness fades away, conscience withers away A cold trance spreads
It's dusk already, but haunted by nocturnal demons...