The night spreads its spell Summoning the flames of nocturnal delights Shaperning our desires, cruel by nature Leading us to the source of our immortal journey
Tasting the essence of life, in a voluptuous embrance Drinking the blood of a life that no exists, once again
Surrounded, spellbound by the wind's chant We float through the mist gently Hidden in the shadows of human incredibility Spreading our dismal poetry, in the shape of a deadly whisper
Tasting the essence of life, in a voluptuous embrance Drinking the blood of a life that no exists, once again
Hypnotic red eyes roaming through ages Keeping bright the flame of Malkavian pride Living beyond the grace of God As wanderers of the darkness
Hearing the wolves last chants Towards the willothewisp blooming in wrath Still with blood on my lips And red shine in my eyes
"I shall rise from my death With the power of darkness Spilling tears of blood And making of blood, all my life"
The blood is the life ...
Crossing the flaming path Gazing into the moon's gleam Honouring our blood bonds Which shall eternally guide usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
