Up from the tombs it comes
In the fullmoon fog
To please it's hunger
Blood drinkers of Satan

Rotting for a thousand years
In a grave, in a crypt
Pale skin and wolf's claws
Blood drinkers of Satan

Nights of Mystic and Magick
Carpathian Supreme Lords
Wasting the human blood
Blood drinkers of Satan

And for funerals to come
They will hunt you forever more
Thus, never will you escape
The pure nightmare of Satan

On the haunted castle
Silence rules the night
The church bells are broken
In this dead village

Night is the funeral
The holocaust of humans
Empty bodies, empty lives
Blood drinkers of Satan

Oh, Satan King, we are cursed
But still, we carry this war
To the end of humanity
The pure nightmare of Satan

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