I am the whisperer of forgotten songs
The night who saw the dusk approaching
For unto me many things are known and yet unknown
And I am at once despot and sage, poet and killer
I have seen and known all as thy time has whirled
Tasted and mingled and love unfurled
Blackest night from I descend
And jeweled princes in my day did rend
Bare thy neck oh whoa begotten cur
Feel thy sex rise up and yet not stir
Thy throat my bloody claws will bite
And stop thy squealing cry this night
Feasted I once more my sin
As incarnate darkness and night did grin