Breathing the fog that is rising from the depths of Carpathian tombs In the middle of this evil land, in Transylvania's very womb Taught to bring tragedy to everyone I see Born under a bad moon, I was raised by Misery
All beauty I must destroy All the pleasure is pain And all the love I turn to hate
Drinking the blood that is pouring from that sweet, milk-white neck Deep inside I may be crying, but it's nothing I will regret Another one I've cursed to forever walk alone Another one like me, with a heart as cold as stone
And death walks by my side Crimson is my wake And all life I endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
