The full moon was lightning the realms covered with snow when I was born into the Darkness
Blood froze in the demonsculptures which were shimmering
Scarlet beauty and magic into the dark sky
Where constellations of ancient evil shone the glorious Wisdom

I cried over the beauty of the Night
And drank the potion of Darkness from the wooden goblet
The potion caressed like nightly spirits
With their nearness

Winterwinds from the stars of Wisdom
Swung my soul into the outer limits of pleasures
Dissecting beams of full moon tore my body
And bereaved my blood into another dimensions of desires

All mortal senses were killed
Only majestic Darkness was gasping and groaning
By effekt of sweet blood
I was enchanted by desirous ghosts when I beheld
The beautiful Goddess of the Night
In the circle of moonlight
Her lovely scents of passion fulfilled the air
And seduced me into thousands of erotic perversions

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