[Prologue]

The light of dawn declines

Losing again to his sister the moon

He sighs heavily and goes to sleep

Behind the mountains reaching for the sky


The last rays of light struggle

Yet they always fail to remain

In the forest wolves howl with anticipation

Awaiting the arrival of their mistress


In one of the many chambers she sleeps

Her dark eyes betray her longing

Her hair the color of a rose

Blooming under the midnight moon


The heavens look on indifferently

They care not for the forsaken one

Even the demons ignore this soul

Her suffering is to be eternal


My mistress, my hauntress,

My sin, my salvation

My mistress, my hauntress,

My sin, my salvation


She walks to the balcony

Image of a martyr, graven to her soul

Martyr of a god who has damned her

She steps on the cold stone

With a cry of rage and despair

She throws herself over the railing


"I love you" - I whisper

She replies with a mouth open like grave

Wmbracing me with warmth release

Night's Daughter has raptured me

Now there is no turning back

I am one with the night, just as black


[Epilogue]

The shades of night decline

Fades into the morning twilight

Losing again to her brother the sun

She sighs and goes to sleep.