She comes, She comes darkest queen behold Of night primeval and of chaos old In fear of her grace, all living decay... Feeds her hunger, fades away...
Her omnipotence eternally sustain The stars fade off the ethereal plain By her beuty approach and secret might All goes out, and all is night
Philosophy that was before Falls to dust and is no more No public flame, no light dares shine No human spark, no glimpse divine
She comes, She comes darkest queen behold Of night primeval and of chaos old... In fear of her grace, all living decay Feeds her hunger, fades away
Behold thine mighty empire, Darkness is restored Light dies before thine uttering word Thy hand dark mistress, lets the curtain fall And universal darkness, burn us all... Then star nor sun shall waken Nor any change of night No sound of waters shaken Nor any sound of sight
No wintry leaves nor vernal No days nor things diurnal Only primeval night eternal