Gargoyle-stanced at the edge of night The blushing skies Set their silhouettes to dreadful sight On a flush of gushing brides Three witches, liches, feral bitches Predatory-eyed Huntress maidens, dresses laden With the gifts of thy demise With the dark They come, exotic creatures Drifting past The distraction of thy screams And as they start To come, erotic preachers The Trinity of Shadows Turn to black these gothic dreams Nymphs, Moirai, Erinyes Nymphs, Moirai, Fates Neath great beauty and seductive charm These masks belie Lethal intent, pent corruptive harm All ties to laughter cast aside Three graces, faces kept in stasis On the crest of dawn Once crept to eaves they slept content By the restless dusk reborn With the dark They come, exotic creatures Drifting past The distraction of thy screams And as they start To come, erotic preachers The Trinity of Shadows Turn to black these gothic dreams Deep gothic dreams Death undone The twine of life unwound in lament configurations Snuff the Sun Their time is nigh, untied to morals aspirations And execration, just the need to feed These pale messalinas Full reddened, dripping-lipped Tease the frailties of Venus With their necroptic grip Nymphs, Moirai, Erinyes Nymphs, Moirai, Fates Nymphs, Moirai, Erinyes Nymphs, Moirai, Fates Angels of the fog, and the rot of leaves Slaves to none but the Count of three The Shade supreme Three sisters, whispers, moonlit vistas Sirens undisguised Huntress maidens, dressed laden With the gifts for thy demise With the dark They come, exotic creatures Drifting past The distraction of thy screams And as they start To come, erotic preachers The Trinity of Shadows Turn to black these gothic dreams The Trinity of Shadows Turn to black these gothic dreams