Come to me, Ô mournful bride Come in rapture, mother of stars Eternal as time Thy kingdom of night ripped apart by the rays of the sun Floating in a silent yet deafening sky Bloodstained feathers of the maiden Incantation of the black and fading moon Mourn the light, -hecate- Wear the crown of divinity and flesh Mourn the light, in rapture join the stars Silent queen of divinity and flesh Unholy communion Spilling the wine at your feet Queen with many names Our prayers shall be heard Morbid ascent Seasons of hope you bring, turn into despair We pray for thy light to swallow our endless fears From our hearts... Into the void Mourn the light, -Hecate- Wear the crown of divinity and flesh Mourn the light, in rapture join the stars Silent queen of divinity and flesh Towards the sun you rose Nourished by the fury of its fall Three are the faces of the martyr You are torture, fate, justice and murder The sound of your voice caressed by the horns Forever echoes through Pantheon's walls Mourn the light, -Hecate- Wear the crown of divinity and flesh Mourn the light, in rapture join the stars Silent queen of divinity and flesh