The coffins are closed When the daylight shines On the freezing stones Of this castle
The coffins lie deep Into the Crypts Of it's darkest halls Past dungeons and narrow walls
This is the home Of the majestic counts
Many milleniums They have lived with immortality Streaming in their veins
Feeding on human blood As a source To their delightful existence and beauty
Feared as the plague Their wings across the land And sets of into the night
Searching for a victim Rich of precious blood
Blood Hunt
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