| 作词 : Langsuylar, Moonspell | |
| You've no mother to feed you or to lick your so deep wounds | |
| nor Earth where to lay your timid crown | |
| You've suffered by your father and even the Moon lies to you | |
| When she shines... | |
| The seduction of an altar | |
| Is a weakness in her movements of Death | |
| It is a mere vanity of Woman to delay her midnight ride | |
| Suicide... Midnight ride... | |
| Beautiful dagger you may now leave your case Wild red tears at the lady's hand | |
| Kissed were her breasts with your sharpened face | |
| Given is now what Love had taken death and Love, they together danced | |
| Yes, the flames did smile to her | |
| Invited her to their fiery peace | |
| To a funebre dance around a bonfire | |
| Where all Women are naked and alone | |
| Immolating their pride | |
| May they forever ride. Far, in a midnight crime. | |
| Midnight Ride, Suicide, Midnight Ride... |
| zuo ci : Langsuylar, Moonspell | |
| You' ve no mother to feed you or to lick your so deep wounds | |
| nor Earth where to lay your timid crown | |
| You' ve suffered by your father and even the Moon lies to you | |
| When she shines... | |
| The seduction of an altar | |
| Is a weakness in her movements of Death | |
| It is a mere vanity of Woman to delay her midnight ride | |
| Suicide... Midnight ride... | |
| Beautiful dagger you may now leave your case Wild red tears at the lady' s hand | |
| Kissed were her breasts with your sharpened face | |
| Given is now what Love had taken death and Love, they together danced | |
| Yes, the flames did smile to her | |
| Invited her to their fiery peace | |
| To a funebre dance around a bonfire | |
| Where all Women are naked and alone | |
| Immolating their pride | |
| May they forever ride. Far, in a midnight crime. | |
| Midnight Ride, Suicide, Midnight Ride... |
| zuò cí : Langsuylar, Moonspell | |
| You' ve no mother to feed you or to lick your so deep wounds | |
| nor Earth where to lay your timid crown | |
| You' ve suffered by your father and even the Moon lies to you | |
| When she shines... | |
| The seduction of an altar | |
| Is a weakness in her movements of Death | |
| It is a mere vanity of Woman to delay her midnight ride | |
| Suicide... Midnight ride... | |
| Beautiful dagger you may now leave your case Wild red tears at the lady' s hand | |
| Kissed were her breasts with your sharpened face | |
| Given is now what Love had taken death and Love, they together danced | |
| Yes, the flames did smile to her | |
| Invited her to their fiery peace | |
| To a funebre dance around a bonfire | |
| Where all Women are naked and alone | |
| Immolating their pride | |
| May they forever ride. Far, in a midnight crime. | |
| Midnight Ride, Suicide, Midnight Ride... |