Slowly as my sister night comes

With her coil of shadow and sorrow

I feel myself, I taste the power

In the cold of moonlight I'm strong

In the dark of shadow I'm real

Now that my sister has come

I've drunk the chalice of supremacy

I'm on a level higher my nerves are in wait

I've the power to ride the winds of hate

I ride the winds of hate

I ride the winds of hate

I ride the winds of hate

Hail hate

In my darkness I find myself

Hear the cold of shadow as well

Eternal time, eternal guest

When my sister will take my hands?

My self

My self

My self

Slowly...