I separate thee
From the moonlight above
From the infinite hate
From the flickering love
I separate thee
From the fire below
And into the world
Of shadows we go.

I shall lock thee away
In a cradle of thoughts
Far from the eyes
Or the simple-folk hawks
I mock those who pray
To creator of all
I await every day
The faith's big nightfall

And by gathering spirits
From west and Far East
I whisper and wait
And I summon the beast
It shall destroy
What the black has begun
In a fountain of blood
Lies the virtue of none.

I separate thee
From illusions and dreams
Virginity, purity
Are not what they seem
I separate thee
From the fire below
And into the world
Of shadows we go.