(A Werewolf Masquerade)
She brought the Night hidden in her sad Wolf eyes
The perfume of a twilight, her strongest scent
Half Wolf, Half female - what a strange wedding
Mother Nature that offered us to see...
Her mask lays lost in a fatal dawn
Closed were the eyes of the Sun. He sleeps
And in the name of Her Father
She will kill. My child kills
Your nightly birth. A requiem God can№t forget
For your life is but a celebration of his death
Without his thorns in her heart. She wears a shadow as face
A werewolf masquerade. In her eyes the wolfshade
She brought the Night and by the night was brought
We are but children of the powers she had set free
Strange are the ways of the wolfhearted...