Rules by the hour of darkness
Taming the wildest of beasts
Flyer in the dark chamber
Wrapped in velvet she is
When the moon is on the wane
Afflicting men at night
Mothering plagues of mankind
Spirits brought to life

The wild cat shall meet with the jackals
And the satyr shall cry to his fellow
Yea, Lilith shall repose there
And find a place of rest

She adorns herself with ornaments
Positioned at the crossroads
With her kiss leading men
Astray from the path of truth
When denounced by Lilith
Scarlet dress will change
Into garments of flaming fire
Sweetness turned into poison

The wild cat shall meet with the jackals
And the satyr shall cry to his fellow
Yea, Lilith shall repose there
And find a place of rest

The wild cat shall meet with the jackals
And the satyr shall cry to his fellow
Will Lilith be reposing there?
Will she find a place of rest?