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Mirk and silence, time waiting for sunrise

Was groaning from pain

I was looking at the moon by bewitched eyes

Full of tears of delight

Noise of waves breaking over rocks

Was shaking the greatness of silence night

And wind was carrying clouds, hardly closing face of Moon

These instants found aeon under moonlight

I've remained alone with twilights silence

Queen surrounded forest with silver light

She comes immortal goddess

Mother of winter forest, Princess of night

Cold Night... She takes away my mind,

By carrying away unto shadows' space which haven't time

This night will last eternally,

While wolves wail, they summon She

Suddenly I've turned and Moon has made a circle

I have passed eternity with the Twilight Queen.

They serve faithfully, they worship to the Twilight Queen

They require new victim, they are thirsty blood and flesh

And I among them, among creatures of night

I wander in darkness, far from new day's light

As well as centuries ago. When the haze wind round hills,

When the forests cover by  darkness my strength revives

Wild blood warms up muscles, numbed by cold

Claws teethe in expectation of fight, anticipating flesh