The Glance of the Red Wine, So lovely in dim Starlight Only the Moon is Witness of my Revenge "Thee robbed me my most precious, So await my sinister Lust Lycanthropia, I hunt the Night The Tears of Thine for me like Showers of Gold" Thy feeble Screams create the Mood of Symphonies to my Ears For the Blood of the Weak, who took away my Dearest, Is Water of the eternal Life floating through my Veins Like a Shark in deep-blue Waters I dive into Black Sky, tasting Thy Blood "Ah, strengthen me mortal Creatures!" Whilst I feel the Hour arriving when lunar Light will caress The Grave of my Beloved with Resurrection Thou feel Death's Claws Death's pure Claws