| The night is black the moon is dark
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| Into the valley we ride
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| Screams are heard it chills my bones
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| Can smell the flesh its waste decay
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| It seems aghast the dead amass
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| Onto the wall we gaze
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| The crows devour human remains
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| A feast macabre it’s all insane
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| The forest of the impaled
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| The forest of the impaled
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| Terror strikes my teeth they grind
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| The fear grips my soul
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| The cold invades deep inside
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| I feel I’ll faint I am afraid
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| The dragon lord the beast they call
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| Defender of the faith
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| You cannot fight the gloom inside
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| Vlad will take your soul
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| The forest of the impaled
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| The forest of the impaled |