Awake To another life, another looking-glass opaque To a world so thin and delicate, it might break Yet it urges us to cower, consume, obey Mired in illusion that there's no other way
Memories forgotten, who we were so long ago In forbidden realms so far away, yet so close Tantalizing power seeping from the afterglow As the sun goes down, the yearning compels us to go
Shun the voice deep inside When it tells you to be fearful of woods at night Take it in, let it bide To the path, to the hunt, to the fight
Let our sanctuary bleed of darkened hues Cloaked in its spectral light Thick with spires of pine in deepest blue As the beasts gaze on us with those golden eyes We ascend our hall of thorns Hear them cry and all the doubts are cast aside
Embrace Death is but an unseen world, they loathe to depart Shackled by the things in life they meant to impart Those who did not wish to stain a most sacred heart Heedless of its hidden nature right from the start
Shun the voice deep inside When it tells you to be fearful of woods at night Take it in, let it bide To the path, to the hunt, to the fight
Drink deep of the power once unknown to you Steeped shadow, ours by right Join the revelry of life anew Ride beside the dead under the moonlit skies Sound the horn and send the hounds Giving chase with the ancient heroes
Give not to dawn and all its dreams come true Come claim the night and let our reign ensue
In the end, what remains Is our souls fierce with a force that cannot be tamed What pursued becomes prey To the path, to the hunt, to the pain None would dare to challenge our domain!
Pierce the shallow heart the light had misconstrued With blades of frost and stone Imbued with the old noble virtue All shall bow before us with our fiendish might When the forest falls to dusk And the phantoms stand beside us
Give not to dawn and all its dreams come true Come claim the night and let our reign ensue
