Within her outcry against the death The astounded me with the truth and innocence Sadly I laughed inspite of myself And gave her the unwanted news of our chance I would go forth to the land of thieves Go forth against her better instincts
Your blood Your sweat Your reward in gold Your toil Your sweat Your reward in dreams Your blood Your neck Your youth will revive me Your fear Your blood Your Nosferatu
Hellbent on fortune I felt despite her plea Old man with the ancient script shouting after me The symbols told that no one can change his fate I fled, ignoring him, I knew the count awaited I took the hell road of local superstitions My sole emotion was my raw ambition My greed became my logic and my guide My dark host laughed as I arrived
Your blood...
Shadows climbed the staircase walls Death struck twelve and the guest was prey I sealed a pact with my morbid host And awake a prisoner in his estate Entrapped as the deathship sailed for my home They found the captain strapped to the mast The phantom had come, lured by a pure heart Only to perish with her at dayfight
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