Candelabra snuffled, pale scythe rising
shadows no more, but shadow's everywhere
darkness as a black widow is dancing
whispers of sorrow, mortals now beware

and now i open my blue eyes
hunger fills me with perfumes of death
in this frozen night beside wolves cries
i shall awake, yet truly with no breath

as blood is the life of all flesh
yes i crave for thy precious lymph
to restore my very immortal clash

but shall i ever be finally free?
Or my curse will pursue me forever
causing mercy, sunlight and joy to flee?


di Angel