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Hasten to the bridal bed
Underneath the grave ‘tis spread:
In darkness may our love be hid,
Oblivion be our coverlid -
We may rest, and none forbid.
Lanfrir (left) and Logain
LANFRIR
She brought the Night hidden in her sad Wolf eyes
The perfume of a twilight was her strongest scent
Half Wolf, Half female - what a strange wedding
Mother Nature has offered us to see...
Her mask lays lost in a fatal dawn
Closed were the eyes of the Sun. He was asleep.
And in the name of Her Father.
She now will kill. My love kills.
You nightly birth. A requiem God can't forget.
For your life is just a celebration of his death
Without my thorns in her heart. She wears a shadow as face.
A werewolf masquerade. In her eyes the beastly love.
She brought the Night and by the night she was brought
We are but children of the powers she had set free
Strange are the ways of the wolfhearted...
