We serve the one that is the father of sithis and the void
The master of what isnt and what is change.
For his dark embrace and loving shadows will keep me hidden
My warmth will come from his dead kiss
My life in service
For the Dread Father

She knows it all
She always know
And we do her biddings
She is the head of our body
We are the listener and four speakers
We are the thumb and fingers of her Black Hand
We serve you
Dear Night Mother

Our brothers and sisters
we are one
In the cloud of the fathers embrace
And in the time we all go to him
Brothers and sisters
What is the color of the night?
Sanguine, my brother
We are one

I hear the sound of a heart
from the shadow in the dark
waiting for the poison to hit its mark
(listen--my son)

I see the darkness
surround the shape on the ground the
killer straight up and a body face
down (firstborn-last one)

I hear the
din of the screams, sorrow in streams
the smell of farewell and gasoline
(listen--my son)

I see a heart set free
and my legacy hear a voice from a
shadow that is beckoning me
(firstborn-last one)

We hold no fears
We believe no lies

We lie
We are the fear

We are everywhere

We hunt
We prey

We come for you tonight

Everything has a beginning and our lives is about finding and creating the end.
Every person that you see have their own meaning of life,
but in the end it all come down to one thing,
one thing that will always change
From person to person.