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Dakaltra, mistress of one's dark desires, I acknowledged and knelt at your feet. My funeral bride, your silver, icy eyes remind me of Lilith. I gazed into your icy eyes, ya Dakaltra. I rode over the storms and defied time for you. My only maze was the mists of your heart, your dark altar, yeah! Dakaltra, your spell so strong and organic as my heart, forever cold and burnt. We shared our blood and souls. My only maze was the mists of your heart, since these neverending nights when your gaze ablazed my heart Aus Songtexte Mania