Walpyrgus - The Dead of Night

She’s traipsing through the graves again
Sold soul dark desecrator woman
Can’t pick your final fate, turned to the light too late
Go forward and you’ll learn, about the day you’ll burn,burn,burn,burn,

Dead of the night, come to life at the fall of creation
Mother croons at her womb’s desecration

One’s when she’ll spill forth from her den
Your death’s in danger soon to end, to end
You’ve cut the hour too close, to reach the holy ghost
The light to which you pray, can’t keep the dark away, away!

Dead of night come to life, you’re the queen got no equal
But you’re cold and you’re dark and you’re evil
You retire to the mire, where you crawl with the creatures of the night
Where the light never reaches

Dead of night come to life, you’re alive but you’re listless
You’re the one in the sun who’s defenseless
Hide away in the day, when you dream you’re an angel of the night
You just might get your wishes to come true
In the dead of night...