Silence voice with whistle of the wind Through dim nocturnal, misty air Melancholic crying of the wind Full of agony and despair Those graves with those old trees near And the silent humming in the air Weak mortals stiffen by the fear If do they walk by night here Spirit of that place is filled with fright Come here dark beauty of the night To the realm of the night out from the light Come here to be my bride Under the lunar silver glow Come to me and let me show My kingdom and my silver throne Of realm of darkness of my own Seal this part with the kiss Kiss the beast and you won't miss The world of mortal and the weak Come now and give me yourself You are the bride of lucifer My mistress in thin black dress You are the bride of lucifer Bride of the prince of darkness You are the bride of lucifer You are the bride of mine