From the ancient race of the immortals

We enjoy the moon, us its eternal vassals

Pondering our lost humanity

Forever fated to wander the obscurity


Hunters....hunted...harmony found in silence

Breath the fresh air os the sleeping pinetrees

Levitate our thoughts to the high branches

Buried under the snow

Pure and white as an untouched young women


An erotic masquerade of soft promises

Elegants and charming are we to their eyes

With unnerving ease those weak beings we fool

To satisfy the needs of our blood-hungry souls


Ah! The bless that is to come

For we pass as a gentle breeze born of strife

A benediction is the journey into unlife

Thus, we deliver it with a final parting kiss


Oh sweet night we cherish you

Let us dance under your glorious black wings

Oh sweet night we hear your cries

This symphony of tranquility inspiring grand bewitching waltz


Oh sweet night we cherish you

Les us be thou companions of suffering

Oh sweet night we hear your summon

This beautiful music brought forth by the wolves hymn


Sumptuous feast of pale virgins

Nudes under the gleam of the Silverorb

In a foggy glade of a dim mounful forest

Rejoicing under the pipes of satyres

"Beyond pleasure in this night of erotism

Filled with delightful melodies and bloody carresses"


To the perfects, we present immortality

Enjoint with the powers of the night

For the dark gift possess a fondness for beauty

Only for those inspiring orgasm on sight


Oh sweet night we cherish you

Take us toward far off horizons

Oh sweet night we heard your call

Where dawn is no more, forever lost in time

The promised Land of darkness

Whispiered of only in old rituals