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From the ancient race of the immortals |
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We enjoy the moon, us its eternal vassals |
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Pondering our lost humanity |
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Forever fated to wander the obscurity |
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Hunters....hunted...harmony found in silence |
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Breath the fresh air os the sleeping pinetrees |
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Levitate our thoughts to the high branches |
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Buried under the snow |
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Pure and white as an untouched young women |
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An erotic masquerade of soft promises |
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Elegants and charming are we to their eyes |
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With unnerving ease those weak beings we fool |
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To satisfy the needs of our blood-hungry souls |
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Ah! The bless that is to come |
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For we pass as a gentle breeze born of strife |
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A benediction is the journey into unlife |
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Thus, we deliver it with a final parting kiss |
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Oh sweet night we cherish you |
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Let us dance under your glorious black wings |
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Oh sweet night we hear your cries |
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This symphony of tranquility inspiring grand bewitching waltz |
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Oh sweet night we cherish you |
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Les us be thou companions of suffering |
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Oh sweet night we hear your summon |
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This beautiful music brought forth by the wolves hymn |
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Sumptuous feast of pale virgins |
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Nudes under the gleam of the |
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Silverorb |
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In a foggy glade of a dim mounful forest |
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Rejoicing under the pipes of satyres "Beyond pleasure in this night of erotism Filled with delightful melodies and bloody carresses" |
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To the perfects, we present immortality |
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Enjoint with the powers of the night |
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For the dark gift possess a fondness for beauty |
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Only for those inspiring orgasm on sight |
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Oh sweet night we cherish you |
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Take us toward far off horizons |
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Oh sweet night we heard your call |
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Where dawn is no more, forever lost in time |
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The promised |
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Land of darkness |
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Whispiered of only in old rituals |
