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Thirsty of blood, demon - man Vrolok, the hunter... The wintry race of the death a mortal frenzy in the forest Thirsty of blood, desire to kill Eyes ablaze, the beast... The voracious nocturnal assassin A jubilant howl in the forest What could be more pleasant? The nectar of love, or to stare at your face, so pale, like the moon? I am the terror of the dark lands My eyes only see the color of blood Under the night's spell I wander among hills and graves always lurking for the vital sap The eternal demon of the spectral howls Suffering the curse of Licaon Don't cry my lady... May your fate a blessing shall be since in conscious death the pain you could joy But don't worry my lady may impossible shall be to forget your beautiful being Since your sweet memory... My eternal torment will be... Solo - Fernández Solo - Borrego I see in her eyes the forgetfulness towards fear I see her kisses in my claws while she dies amongst howls