Beloved are the mourns in tides of madness
The portrait of beauty reflected in glass
You are my skin, the desires' Dark Countess,
The Queen of wolves, Entranced

From the dreams you come, blessed by Morpheus
Tasted and desired by our hunger lips
So the hymns are singed in sin of a Kiss
You're my Tragedy

The innocence is corrupted in the numb of sleep
The other pale face, beyond the haunted luxury
A Hypnos' silent embrace through suffer and myths,
Untying your throne and glory with my opaque destiny

The winds of thunders whispering within the lakes
Now we can fell the Unveil trinity in Hecate
Now we can fell the Unveil trinity in Hecate
The visions of Thanathos, showed me the way
So the screams of skies are broken by Her tongue

And the sign of debauchery is tattooed in stone