Leira: we bite through the flesh and bone
a beautiful demise, and a hunger undone
predators of the midnight hour
for us the world is to devour

Lorian: the wind of changes desperately howls
we drag the corpse of the day behind us – our tempting fouls
taking in the stardust and swallowing the shine
pulling by the shivering nerves of time

Leira: lift me up, my king and in fire set
as we are the night; of the light bereft
sharing the pain and gnawing at the bones of winter
we are the flame, we’ll cover earth with cinder

Lorian: gods will tremble, and their hearts will scream
when we touch immortality from within
taking what’s ours, submitting their will
we are frozen shackles, we are darkness clear
we are the taste of the delicious kind
cruel winter’s chill