In the heart of the forest where the shadows lie, A figure moves in silence under the midnight sky. Cloaked in ancient darkness, with eyes that gleam so red, A powerful vampire, by hunger he is led.
Whispers through the trees, of a terror that they've known, A cursed forest born, from a throne of blood and bone. Whispers through the trees, of a terror that they've known, A cursed forest born, from a throne of blood and bone.
In the cursed forest of blood, where the vampire roams, Every shadow hides his face, every night becomes his home. Powerful and thirsty, with a hunger never stilled, In the cursed forest of blood, the air is always chilled.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
