A restless spirit, deprived too young of life?s sweet joys The day they hang me I still curse No cemetery pyre will make me decompose Now at nightfall I start to roam
A maiden's neck White and tender I long to find
Fast wings, eager fangs Like a bat I hunt
Garlic nor crosses will stop an undead villain As you may always have believed Only rays of sun can scare me into my old grave To sleep concealed in earth of home
Nothing's hard cause Ladies do like Being sucked
Fast wings, eager fangs Like a bat I hunt
Blood, steal from innocent virgins
Red, drops tickle in my tongue and throat
Screams, rebounce as I hasten away
Night, will eternally hide my sinsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
