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Once again The Dark Goddes

blakens the firmament,

with Her I awake

liberating from my funeral sleep

so, I wait the clear stars

fall from sky

'til its place be taken

by a pale Moon.

(Between the fog I walk,

seeking a soul to take...)

...And I find her there

in that cold and misterious wood

that dresses of dead trees.

The Vast Night watches

how the blood splashes.

I take a bath in red sap,

showing from a cruel death

the stormy-haggard face

and the eyes of a dead whore

see my enigmatic and raking.

But not fear and no blame I feel,

because she's lost in the Eternal Labyrinth,

and the night has seen all

and Nocturnal Lust has satisfied.