Realm Of The Impaler lyrics

Ashen moonlight strikes withered lands A forlorn fortress ruled by his commands Ascend from blighted towers faceless one Pierced bodies hemming stone walls heavy manned His name a curse, his tongue a whip Soon your soul falls under a shadows grip down in Transylvania - The call of Dracula Transylvania - Realm of the impaler The sword of Damocles devides the Sun A crusade of unseen horrors has begun The sands of time are running through his hands Blood will fill the moats once victory is won His name a curse, his tongue a whip Soon your soul falls under a shadows grip down in Transylvania - The call of Dracula Transylvania - Realm of the impaler Transylvania - The call of Dracula Transylvania - Realm of the impaler Upon the hill a deadly toll Your fate is sealed, becomes a whole Entrails is ripping, flesh torn from bone Just another body, no name in stone