The summer sun's light
The howling at night
The blood of friends spilled on the sand
[...] and quick death
She breathes her last breath
And dies as I cling to her hand
Mere mortals you be
The truth you can't see
You think you are right for you've won
But what stories they'll tell
The rising from the hell
Long after our battle is done
It is better to reign
Was my answer that day
And you chose out a hell
And you cast us away
I'll not let you believe yourself better than me
That's a fleeting illusion at best
So let the years turn by
I'll wait for the time
When you will beg me for your death
But another sun down
With me still held bound
So turns past another slow year
But my patience is long
And revenge is sweet song
That I sing to the gods who might hear
No! I sing so that Satan might hear
Oh! I howl and my brother will hear
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