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