Текст песни ...Blood For Immortality

I am the fear of these woods. A filthy grave is not a prison for me. Awaken after day's sleep I inhale the wind which caressed The summits of Carpathians. I am coming! I, the master of the hounting! Bad premonitions Foreshadow my arrival. Gaze into teh abyss of my eyes Without pupils, You will read the truth there: The hunger breeds suffering, The hunger strangles your throat /but/ the hunger gives strenth. Silently I arrive, Like a peaceful dream, with a bite I give the blessing Vampiric possession. Next breath give the scent Of red drink of immortality So spirits of cruelty Give me wings!