A dream...? A call...? Illusion or madness?

I heard my name through a haunting chant

Is it a chant or a gloomy symphony?

Is it a call or my own cry?

In the midst of lament and pain

I see the way and find her

My lost desire, my witch

Guided by my despair...

... She travels through the infinite cycle of the Ages



My Witch, burn me with your infernal beauty

Dark Woman, let us melt in the Dance of Fire and Ice



Share the secrets of Darkness

Your black eyes are the mirror of truth

Where I can see my power

That you make, reborn within me



Dark Woman, take me upon your cosmic travels

My Witch, I want to be the storm of your hate



Build a mighty castle

A fortress for our unholy hearts

Where we'll fly into dark caves

For our quest of wisdom and

Harmony of our melancholic spirits