An angellike beauty, called l´agnelle
Once upon lived within the ancient forests
Beautyful she was, pure, without a stain
A child of flowers and strange mushrooms
But within a stormy night she went lost...

Severe I was thirsting for her blood
Come to me I told her, I´ll show you dark desires

So let your lust be my delight
And let your blood be my wine

Trying to escape, right in front of me
Bloodhunt through the woods, escape - there was no hope

I´ll get your blood
I´ll get your blood
I´´ll get your sweet blood

A vanquished angel fallen in lust - lust
Cause a wrathful son of dusk sacrfices her virginity
The thralldom of angel´s blood – angels blood
The seed of dark desires and perverse lust

Within my arms she lay, pale like night´s clothbier
Her blood tasting sweet, dousing my thirst
Taken from the aspirity of life – of life
Chosen to live without the light of dawn – of dawn

- chosen to live without the light of dawn !

Countess in red, suffering with lust
thy lips taste, thirsting for my kiss
- thirsting for my kiss

Roses, flowers, they rot
The cross upon her grave – grave
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
A forgotten beauty fades to dust
Just as the flowers rot
- like the flowers rot

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