Scheitan December At Fullmoon
I kept travelling forth as the season changed Queen december brought crystals of ice I was soon to reach crist domains And commanded my shadows to rise My lust for christian blood grew stronger A hunger for blood and pain Compassion I felt no longer A deadly weapon in the winter rain A beauty of darkest art December at fullmoon A beauty born of sinful hearts December at fullmoon In distance I watched them dance And truly this was their last one I moved closer at my first chance And the angels stopped their song A beauty of splendid art December at fullmoon A beauty born of sinful hearts December at fullmoon
