Once upon a time there was a dear little girl who was loved by everyone who looked at her, but most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child. Once she gave her a little riding hood of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear anything else; so she was always called 'Little Red Riding Hood.'
When the night came upon me I then became the night
Meanwhile a few of us have gathered in the dwelling of our living,
to place ourselves deep into the depths of our souls.
Born again,
we eat the feast from thy beast,
one last time.
Meanwhile a few of us have gathered in the dwelling of our living,
to place ourselves deep into the depths of our souls.
Born again,
we eat the feast from thy beast,
one last time.
