A Midnight Masquerade کے بول

Behold, the shadows of the trees So alone, so beautiful Behold, the rising of the moon See his glance shining within my eyes I'm buried within the skies Beyond the golden sulphur flame So the winds will carry my name Blackness is descending Into a silent winter's shade The wolves are gathering... ...A midnight masquerade Behold, the feeble sun I bewitch her fading light For I am the prince of shadows And my kingdom is the night I am Lucifer... Oh darkness, be my bride For as king and queen we shall reign the night Through eternity our names will be carried Away, oh winds... Away...