[bad word] to me
You who love and live only at night
Open your wardrobes,
Pick all your black clothes
And put them on
Follow the foggy path
Leading to doom

Lift your chalice
Full of dark blood
And drink ye
All of this in my name

Let you be varied by the dark river
Flowing inside of you
You children of the moon…
You children of the moon…

Lift your chalice
Full of dark blood
And drink ye
All of this in my name

Reveal yourselves wherever you are
Unveil yourselves whoever you are
Reveal yourselves wherever you are
Unveil yourselves whoever you are

Lift your chalice
Full of dark blood
And drink ye
All of this in my name

Black and bitter tears of sorrow [bad word] Down your pale faces anguished by a new dawn
Reveal yourselves wherever you are
Whoever you are