Still the night is awake, like a black candle that's all around.

To go from dusk from here, I walk thirsty for blood.

Thirsty for blood.



Still the night is awake, with the dead I spread my wings.

Now the realm in here, coming in me/Come with me???



Still the night is awake.



I feel I (the) flew??? with/ (like) my black wings of death.

Right up to the light of the sky.

I came out, my howling/holy call.

As dark as a war(???), I am in here.



This winter, as I follow, I follow it

I'm in love in the snow, will I ever feel again???



This world, flowing like my life. And out bringing light of dawn.

I never will be