Silent darkness invokes the palette Forcing the night into our hearts Facing candles in mirrors of dark As shadows embraces the arts Opened wide stand gates to nightmares Lurking each painting with gloomy light Precious gifts of nightly treasures Forever preserved by this dismayed sight
Gather the allies among dreaming and living Summon the fiends of grave and death Souls of darkness, dwellers of nightfall Searching, grasping for timeless breath Dead is now the art of dreaming Dreaming is now the art of death Find thy soul in ever grieving Conjured by demons of twilight birth
....Thy flesh shades of scarlet sights As thou suffers the age of dawn Thy pale skin upholds the marks Of a dream of scarlet nights....
The archfiends of fearless hunting Destroyer of daughters and sons Creatures within the illusion Dwellers of a crimson dream
