Senhor Das Trevas

You go out at night, don't walk the sidewalks
For fear of the darkness
At home, you look in the mirror and see that
You are the same as those on the streets

You think you're possessed, seeking death
For sacrifice
It's no use, your future is set
You were born to wander the night
In search of fun for your bloodlust

The crows flee fearing your prophecy
All animals bow before your appearance
Only man challenges you, that's why your soul seeks revenge
You pluck out eyes and drink their blood

You enjoy your power over those who dwell in the night
They seek you in the darkness over cold graves
Hidden by the darkness of the night

Oh! Lord of darkness, give us spindles
To spread your praise

Curse

Oh! Lord of darkness
You know the secret of eternal life
But fear the light of the cross, your garments are black
And your insatiable thirst
Feast on the blood of the weak of soul
Show them your power of darkness