The moment of bizarre calmness The tranquillity of morning dew While my silvery tears drifts on these times (my cold blade of sacred souls) With a mission of pure slaughter The moment of deceptive awareness The blood of innocent ones When the blackened candles shine (my cold blade of sacred souls) With a mission of pure slaughter How i love to drown in this serene dreams The dream of these who deserve to die While my silvery tears drift on these times