اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
search the night for victims
smell the taste of blood
see the bodies sleeping
hunger your first thought
risen from the grave
slept a hundred years
get out of your cave
we'll never mind their tears
never care about their souls
feeding is their only cause
your soul is longing for
blood your only source of hope
sucking you dry
ends in the morning
hide from the sunlight
back into your coffin
close your eyes again
back into eternity
until you rise again
endless struggle into pain
shadows walking in the street
hiding in the darkness
fading out from your sight
danger in the night
