Still the night is awake, like a black candle that's all around.  To go from dusk from here, I walk thirsty for blood.  Thirsty for blood.    Still the night is awake, with the dead I spread my wings.  Now the realm in here, coming in me/Come with me???    Still the night is awake.    I feel I (the) flew??? with/ (like) my black wings of death.  Right up to the light of the sky.  I came out, my howling/holy call.  As dark as a war(???), I am in here.    This winter, as I follow, I follow it  I'm in love in the snow, will I ever feel again???    This world, flowing like my life. And out bringing light of dawn.  I never will be