Let the grimmer night come
sway in a swing of gods
tossed between heaven and earth
deepest sin of the night
mark in every eye
sinner had it's day a long ago
Let the grimmer night come
sway in a swing of gods
tossed between heaven and hell
strands of birch
are made out of love
maid of mercy turns into a harlot
no beauty, no image, none
just left alone