[Prologue] The light of dawn declines Losing again to his sister the moon He sighs heavily and goes to sleep Behind the mountains reaching for the sky The last rays of light struggle Yet they always fail to remain In the forest wolves howl with anticipation Awaiting the arrival of their mistress In one of the many chambers she sleeps Her dark eyes betray her longing Her hair the color of a rose Blooming under the midnight moon The heavens look on indifferently They care not for the forsaken one Even the demons ignore this soul Her suffering is to be eternal My mistress, my hauntress, My sin, my salvation My mistress, my hauntress, My sin, my salvation She walks to the balcony Image of a martyr, graven to her soul Martyr of a god who has damned her She steps on the cold stone With a cry of rage and despair She throws herself over the railing "I love you" - I whisper She replies with a mouth open like grave Wmbracing me with warmth release Night's Daughter has raptured me Now there is no turning back I am one with the night, just as black [Epilogue] The shades of night decline Fades into the morning twilight Losing again to her brother the sun She sighs and goes to sleep.