From the shadows, out of silence, waiting, now my time comes.
Long I’ve slept for, always dreaming, passion, hunger, combined
Now I sense my soulless fire burning, yearning, released
Sorrow for my prey not felt, my coldness like the night.
Raping, feeding, feeling power, power from their downfall.
Nothing save the cries till sunrise, music of unholy night.

Thus forsaken, always hunted by the few who know me.
Through the ages none prove worthy and their blood I’ve savored.
Thus the hunt continues onward, this time fanned by passion,
He the father of a son whose soul now burns in me.
Round the world he journeys forth, revenge his only passion now,
Soon his life I’ll take and reunite him with fallen son.

Close he follows, near he reaches, tracking bodies I’ve left dry.
Flight I take, my wings spread wide, to sanctuary, home I fly.

So I stand to face my battle, one more soul I’ll send down.
Fathers, sons, they’re all the same, one by one they are mine.
Strong he fights and long he stands but in the end he falters.
Proud am I to claim his strength and drink now of his soul.
Power coursing through my veins, the passion quenching all my thirst.
So I’ll sleep to wake again when shadows call their silent song.

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