Thee I invoke, merciless one,

All woman, pure adversary,

The lifeless corpse of her lauded father,

With his blood staining Edom's silver grace.

To her I praise...

Under the new moon of prevailed dusk,

Scions rise and feast,

Quenching their unyielding thirst of lust,

Under Gabrielle's ebon steed.

Under her bitter rule will she rise,

This Renaissance Eve beyond mortal sin,

Telepsychosis her superior eyes,

Her bodice a temple of desires within.

Thou art in our hearts

The darkness in my soul

The healer of my scars

Nocturnal Goddess, rise!

Nothing can separate our embrace

We could subjugate them all

If desire was free by our grace

Our union beneath the Hallowed Eve.

Dusk have fallen to bathe her

As I kissed the lips of the Abyss

I met those scarlet eyes of fire

And blossom the black seed I've gardened inside her.

Dark Mother, enslave the flesh with thine radiance

Suck dry the soul of perverse cadence

Leave them somber, miserable, and hurt

My betrothed...

Oh, how I yearned for you

So pure and vibrant your sweet scent of Autumn

Am I to die to see your excitement?

My dismay hath ceased existence (Rise forth...Nocturnal Goddess)

My knowledge punctured in thine (Rise forth...Nocturnal Goddess)

We make love to the corpse of innocence (Rise forth...Nocturnal Goddess)

And plot the light's great decline (Come to me...RISE FORTH!)

Gabrielle my malevolent Queen

Rise forth, come to me

And help me seize

My future from the House of Hypocrisy.

Liberated by the jaws of immortality

I shall slay their fucking Metatron

Ah... such folly... the light... I butcher for you.