The grim force set sail   into a world of magic   where wastelands were blue-soaked, in   the capes of the mountains      [Chorus:]   With a hunger as great   as the most ancient of daggers   Six were the days   to be ended on the seventh night      As it stepped into the shadowland   grass began to grow   A storm blew with a bliss,   accomplishing the serpents kiss   [Repeat Chorus]   With blood like the noblest of red   And with a purpose   yet unknown to any dimension,   set her eyes on fire   for ultimate visions to discover   Her lips touched the ground   and became Death and his bride   [Repeat 1. verse]