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Transylvania |
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1462 |
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The battle was victorious |
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And she didn't know the truth |
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The wrong news let her fall |
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Into a death of damnation |
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With the force of darkness he took revenge on God |
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He drank the blood |
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In the night you see the fog |
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Bright shine confuses you |
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You see his eyes and show your neck |
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Now comes the day of truth |
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You taste his blood |
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You are immortal now |
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You leave God |
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Into the grave you go |
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Left from God now |
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You're cruising through the world |
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You hide at day |
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Come out at night |
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Sleep in the grave and hate the light |
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You leave the place that's saved by God |
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Until the real deliverance |
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You'll need the blood |
