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Spirits of the night

Who hate the human life

Detractors of the way

Obstruct the rightful path

In dark they come to play

On souls they come to prey

The tired and the meek

And those who are too weak

Spirits of the moon

Whose light shall guide the way

And stir a madness deep

As creatures crawl and creep

Death is never far

Beneath the burning stars

The empress of the night

Whose chariot now rides

Arise the horned goddess

A vessel in the night

Arise the horned goddess

Feed on our cries

Arise the horned goddess

A vessel in the night

Arise the horned goddess

Feed on our maniacal cries

Her movement has taken

Her past the forsaken

She stands up in silver

The light glows within her

From shadows, the sleepers

And night seeking creepers

Are pulled by her presence

And grow with her essence

Arise the horned goddess

A vessel in the night

Arise the horned goddess

Feed on our cries

Arise the horned goddess

A vessel in the night

Arise the horned goddess

Feed on our maniacal cries

The night begs to listen

The sky starts to glisten

They beckon to her summon and call

Her light casts bewitchment

On all who now witness

The grandeur of a moonlit nightfall

The world now awakens

And all who partake in

The feast of her power

Have no need to cower

Envenomed, psychotic

Delirious, hypnotic

A madness comes over

This one lonely soul