Slave of the saviour

has got the chains broken

has found it's temper

from the slit of evil sword.



Lonely one is calling me

to the company of guide

awakening my instincts

on cold winter night.



Blood runs as the young heart beats

feeds hunger with steaming meat

leads me into the extacy

ah... In Fullmoon Dream.



So Now i praise this night

and the moon of winter

cold pale light

shining like silver



Human mind is awakening

to the burning light of sun.

From the Fullmoon Dream

to the prisoner of self-pity.



'Til the moon will turn to full

again so powerful

it leads me into the extacy

ah... in Fullmoon Dream.



Slave of the saviour

has got the chains broken

has found it's temper

from the slit of evil sword.