| 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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| Night Evil
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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 |