Wolven Empress

It is the time of autumn. Red eyes glare in the tick of the forest

The Nocturnal host, invincible in war

And their depths of rustic Cimmerian shade

The Wolves growl my name. Come with hatred

The hordes attend me. I accept the sword of obscurity

Blades with signs. They invite me to see glory

I do so, for now. I burn like the orb of night

A ride towards the Lord. On the throne in the middle of woods

She, the queen of night time wolves

Her sad, lonely beauty torments me as mine torments her

With white flame, white power

Devil's rapture, poison and honeywraps me with the spell

The spell of white power. She wants me to serve him

I revere the starlight, snow ans beauty

Ice grips my heart and i enter the part of the evil one

Promised in my dreams, so long ago

I was possessed and moonstruck

Spidery webs of insanity spun

As the wolves are my own blood and te night is alive

With a thousand sparkles of majestic winter

And the snow crystals shine

And i let blood flow from my blackest blade