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 has 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.



You nightly birth. A requiem God can't forget.

For your life is just 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