Widow - Night Child

Raised of wolf a spawn of man
A night child born of sin
Lustful, this child awake
Not to speak, to breed (her need she'll take)

Nightchild of sin return again
My child within emerge from sin

Instinct burning her deep
Brightened flame to burn the weak
Lustful, new child to be
An animal inside (a woman to see)

You'll never be seen again

(Search all shadows for my bride that awaits)
(No rest till our union takes place)