Bring forth a shadow from the black of the Rift,
to move in the night and through the darkness shift.
Let them be swift and silent, that my foe cannot hear.

--Sweet Mother, sweet Mother, send your child unto me,
for the sins of the unworthy must be baptized in blood and fear.--

I offer my septims that you take their breath,
That your dagger will swiftly carry their death.
To Sithis, my Mother, will you take my foe here?

--Sweet Mother, sweet Mother, send your child unto me,
for the sins of the unworthy must be baptized in blood and fear.--

Not bad.