I have the night To make peace with my deity And the rage to justify the end Eyes burn bright In a society , That spews hatred As if no longer a sin I dreamed I was Blood of the wolf Scent of decadence Reeks the essence of Mann The nectar of innocence I have engulfed Storms out madness In a blight riven land For you see now The eater of sorrow Sipping at the tears of the lnsane As the long dark gives Way to tomorrow Then I shall consume mortal pain. Hy