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by JFN 1995 |
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Buried beneath forgotten cryptic stones |
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Enshrined in silence, embraced by darkness |
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Belonging to the hidden ancient race |
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Am I still dead but dreaming |
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Awaiting my time of resurrection |
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Reminisce of a day long ago in past |
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When I was blessed with the dark kiss |
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The gift which immortalized me once |
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Oh... I do remember the taste of hot blood |
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Which was running upon my white face |
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To moisten my dry lips |
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With a burning kiss of mortality |
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..A burning kiss of mortality |
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My eyes are blazing red in the night |
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Leather wings adorn my huge back |
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My fangs are sharp as frozen steel |
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Prepared to caress thy beloved neck |
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I rise from the tombworld, folding out my wings |
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Flying up high through the nocturnal sky |
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Looking for cretures who are worthy |
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To get the dark kiss |
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And to satisfy my hunger for blood |
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During this night |
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I do feel again the taste of hot blood |
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My fangs are mutilating thy sweet flesh |
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It's the painful bite of the dark kiss |
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Vampires kiss... Blut ist Leben |
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.. The blood is the life |
