In Velvet Coffins We Slept

Hunters, Hunted, harmony found in silence
 Breath the fresh air os the sleeping pinetrees
 Levitate our thoughts to the high branches
 Buried under the snow
 Pure and white as an untouched young women
 An erotic masquerade of soft promises
 Elegants and charming are we to their eyes
 With unnerving ease those weak beings we fool
 To satisfy the needs of our blood-hungry souls
 Charming are we to their eyes
 With unnerving ease those weak beings we fool
 To satisfy the needs of our blood-hungry souls
 Oh sweet night we cherish you
 Let us dance under your glorious black wings
 Oh sweet night we hear your cries
 This symphony of tranquility inspiring grand bewitching waltz
 Oh sweet night we cherish you
 Les us be thou companions of suffering
 Oh sweet night we hear your summon
 This beautiful music brought forth by the wolves hymn
 Oh sweet night
 Let us dance under your glorious black wings
 Oh sweet night
 This symphony of tranquility inspiring grand bewitching waltz
 Sumptuous feast of pale virgins
 Nudes under the gleam of the Silverorb
 In a foggy glade of a dim mounful forest
 Rejoicing under the pipes of satyres
 "Beyond pleasure in this night of erotism
 Filled with delightful melodies and bloody carresses"
 To the perfects, we present immortality
 Enjoint with the powers of the night
 For the dark gift possess a fondness for beauty
 Only for those inspiring orgasm on sight
 Oh sweet night we cherish you
 Take us toward far off horizons
 Oh sweet night we heard your call
 Where dawn is no more, forever lost in time
 The promised Land of darkness
 An erotic masquerade of soft promises
 Elegants and charming are we to their eyes
 With unnerving ease those weak beings we fool
 To satisfy the needs of our blood-hungry souls
 Charming are we to their eyes
 With unnerving ease those weak beings we fool
 To satisfy the needs of our blood-hungry souls