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In the midnight darkest hour

Bathing in silent moonlight

Vociferations in the night

A gruesome cry for blood

A thousand eyes in the sky

Against the blackest clouds

My children of the twilight

The brethren of Satan's might

Here in my ruined tower

Laying in the desert of my soul

I wait for them to return

And to guard me in my sleep

From my flesh and from my blood

I let them feed, my dismal breed

So that endlessly they will wander

On the nightsky is hunger

And silently I soar

When the bats crawl from my tower