God is not enough to forgive The wounds of a crying maid There's not much left to burn Leave the men in sacred bones And hear my voice sealing the bond The forest calls us From the deepest moon's light Crosses and servants We are beings of night I'm the queen of the endless fire I'm the void in circles of hell I'm the lust during the Mars' reign I'm the end at the witching hour The forest calls us From the deepest moon's light Crosses and servants We are beings of night God is not more here to let us live God is not more here to let us live