Crawling in grief Across the distant fields I am the desire of which engraved thee...
The formation was set An enormous storm arouse As the thirteenth night ablazed With its web of obscurity Oh you glorious blackened, Infernal screaming belle Reveal the name, Unleash the path for bereavment
I have found the key, the key to the ancient flame Awaiting the sight to dwell in mournful immortality Like a breeze I levitate, only lead by the owl's wisdom We followed her misanthropic sleep, so majestic and delight
Her weeping - touched me, caressed me Her weeping - screamed and longed for me Her weeping - gave me all her might Her weeping - her weeping enthroned me
I am the desire of which branded you...
Into the glowing mist Her moanings tore my cloak Out from her empty veins, I emerged with wrath and lust My blood in her mouth, I saw the passion The cold passion, to become what she became
Her weeping - touched me, caressed me Her weeping - screamed and longed for me Her weeping - gave me all her might Her weeping - her weeping enthroned me
I shall remain, forced to meet the dawn Bleeding widow, I belong to her The clouds were black as the starless night For sunset I yearn, dusk you mysterious...