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...