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A cold night with terrifying shadows |
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Buried by centuries of oblivion |
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Horrible, ancient and dark |
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Death winds surround me |
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Dwelling in this forgotten grave |
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In these endless torments |
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Beyond the mysteries of mankind |
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Frightening and grimly real |
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Draped in torn dusty rags |
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I awake from the earth |
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Deathly cold |
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Deathly pale |
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NightEvil |
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Blood is mine |
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Searching for blood across the night |
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My soul has died some years ago |
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From the dust covered tombstone |
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The funeral yells of the Eternal |
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Eternal is the essence of evil |
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Immortal is now my cold corpse |
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Through the funeral mist I wander |
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Far from the feeble mortal |
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I walk in the mist as an inhuman creature |
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The fog of death surrounds my corpse |
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Night hides a so beautiful realm ignored from humans |
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Night breeds the abomination of sin as real as death |
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And by the light of the moon shine my dead eyes |
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Hear the call of a melancholic vampire far, so far |
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And in my coffin |
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Missing human blood in my throat |
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Through eternities of sorrow |
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I keep on hating |
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Dwelling through the tombs |
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Above the humans |
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Beyond any time |
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Cold, forgotten and alone |
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By some cold rainy night |
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You can see |
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A gaunt face covered with tears |
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Deathly cold |
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Deathly pale |
