I Ride The Winds Of Hate — текст песни (Cultus Sanguine)

Slowly as my sister night comes
With her coil of shadow and sorrow
I feel myself, I taste the power
In the cold of moonlight I`m strong
In the dark of shadow I`m real
Now that my sister has come
I`ve drunk the chalice of supremacy
I`m on a level higher my nerves are in wait
I`ve the power to ride the winds of hate
I ride the winds of hate
I ride the winds of hate
I ride the winds of hate
Hail hate
In my darkness I find myself
Hear the cold of shadow as well
Eternal time, eternal guest
When my sister will take my hands?
My self
My self
My self
Slowly...