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Once unknown this thing

The nature of my being

Now my summon heed

Twelve sisters of my creed

Thirteen seekers of shadows

Entwined in carnal rites

Underneath the Moon divine

Clad in nought but her silver light

A malice riddled vein did seep

The Vinum Sabati...

A sickly Autumn chill did whisper

“Arise ye Sorority!”

And so they danced, the drunken coven

Oblivious upon those seeds

Of the slaughter and bloody chaos

A winter when the vast river would freeze

Seething menace, hunger spawns

a plague

Icy was rendered all

the Seine

A crescendo of discontent

did rise

The heads of their sovereigns rolled as

Madness reigned

A Savage Winter Wrought of an Unclean Garden...

By carrion stench

The air is fouled

For all to see

A thousand dead lay piled

Primal minds

Succumbed to madness

In defiance of Eden

Furious, ravenous...

Can you hear me Mother?

Slowly heaves thy breast...

Can you hear me Mother?

Behold this silken flesh...

I roam these streets, awash in red

This tragic scene -

It renders my heart with dread!

And so they danced, the drunken coven

Oblivious upon those seeds

Of the slaughter and bloody chaos

A winter when the vast river would freeze

Oh cursed winter – bid me devour my own kin!

(in French)

Mother, can you hear me?

As you sleep, your breast it slowly heaves

- silken flesh that can sustain me through this night,

help me see tomorrow.

Oh cursed winter that bids me devour my own kin!

The weight of this dread upon my heart,

I cannot bear, nor can I bear the hunger that consumes me,

weakens me... Forgive me mother!