Lyrics:
Night... silent nightSnow on the roofMy breath turned to iceMy mind was aloofCold winter moonShone through the reedGlistering frostWhat night for my deed!Onward and onwardAway from the lightTo the lake by the groveTo a beautiful whiteAh - what innocenceThe nature of graceBut there shall be bloodI would mire this place!White turned to redAs I tore them apartI dined with the swansI drank from their heartTheir fevering criesDulled with a crackI broke all their spinesI drank from their neckAs I came back to myselfI heard not one soundFeathers fell like snowUnto cold sparkling groundI divided from remorseIn this night of great chillAnd vanished into the darknessIt was time for a kill...