O cruel and blood-lit night, endless dark night.
I hear your sweet whisper, call of cold air.
Bring me in cool embrace, your crimson light.
Like a dream laden maiden, you are fair,
sweet you are, your marble skin, raven hair.
Please, please allow me to gain my desire
to feel insides like velvet. Please take care
in the shadow covered slaughter, like fire
to kill, and kill, with endless ire.
You, my dear lady night, you fuel my lust,
behind those who hurt me, choke them with wire.
For this dark mass in your church, attend I must,
in your cover dear night, confidence I trust.
I'll strangle them and then take my sweet revenge.