Give me the art of cheating and deceiving of thy dreams   May each and all become the death of ancient winter screams      Thus on her knees shall bequeath   The cold, cold moon writhes under   What thou desirest thou shalt obtain   As the war begins, Jehovah be slain      Darkness seeps upon abyss   Shall victimise the serpents kiss   Feast and drain thy goblet deep   A silence torn unto defeat      I wait for thee of killing spree   The soul and pain both unredeemed   As silence burns in witching hour   As thou wilt seek to hear them scream      Since thou hath made thy offering   The truth be known of evening spring   Who the chase by night preferest thee   Misfortuned deemed uncertainty      Thou who wakest in starry slumber   Of the stars and of the moon   The wolven screams of thy desire   Of the horn thyself the huntress   Huntress of the night forseen   Of cloaking blackness too obscene   Although our sight - ARADIA   The dance in flames for thy slumber