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Under the circle
of the moon,
behind the darkened woods,
a castle stands...
A lair of torment,
A lair of pain,
creature of chaos subsiding
on this unholy land...
Gaze into the darkness and
you'll see the virgin die.
Evil once again made flesh
immortal creature of night...
Sucking the blood of young women,
retaining eternal life.
God of the wicked has
been revived...
Resurrection of the Dark Lord
Savage lust awoken
for maiden's breast
Eternal life and beauty in
exchange for her flesh...
Ooh, can you feel the blood rushing,
such a delight?
Transformations begun for
the queen of the night...
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The Scourge of Dracula
03:31
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On easter day,
in 1691
the power of Christ,
has weakened...
The prince of darkness
has risen
and our ancient blood feud
reignited...
The thunder roars...
The lightning strikes...
Darkness creeps across the land...
True evil never dies...
Before the morning sun,
I vow to release this world
from the scourge of Dracula
With the family heirloom
The killer, the vampire killer
I'll release this world
from the scourge of Dracula
His minions didn't
stand a chance
Medusa, grim reaper,
are now sand in the hourglass
I enter the chamber,
lit with candles black
This fight is to the death,
the final decisive battle
The thunder roars...
the lightning strikes...
Darkness creeps across the land...
True evil never dies...
Before the morning sun,
I vowed to release this world
from the scourge of Dracula
With the family heirloom
The killer, the vampire killer
I released this world
from the scourge of Dracula
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Wolf Man
02:52
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When the midnight bell tolls,
and the moon is full,
I feel the power nocturnal
rushing in and breaking my bones
Wolf Man...
Scything claws pushing forth,
silver fur covers my skin
Sacrificed my child for the Voivode
Now I am a son of darkness, cursed to roam the night
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In Phantasmic Hell
02:46
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Atop the corpses of my brethren,
in the chambers of torture she lies...
I am greeted by the bodies of her victims,
tonight is the night when she dies...
When she dies...
In phantasmic hell,
the mask is weeping
fiery tears of blood...
In phantasmic hell,
my mission is to hunt down and kill
the woman of dark desire...
From a mass of tortured souls
she rides out on a giant skull
Seductress drenched in blood,
I'm blinded by her beauty and allure...
Her beauty and allure...
In phantasmic hell,
the mask is weeping
fiery tears of blood...
In phantasmic hell,
my mission is to hunt down and kill
the woman of dark desire...
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Been running away
So long from the day
Into the strange night of stone
To fade away
As the light is gently
Bleeding out of my soul
Penetrating the evening
As I ride
On this endless road
But you can't turn back the time
It always gonna wait on the line
Some may wish never to be born
Wasting the dawn
Like a rose growing from the Christ's thorn
Wasting the dawn
Been waiting for you for so long
Little bird of prey
To fly me higher
To the brighter day
Where the lizard lingers long
Under the sun
Forgetting the night
Darkest July
Paris '71
But you can't turn back the time
It always gonna wait on the line
Some may wish never to be born
Wasting the dawn
Like a rose growing from the Christ's thorn
Wasting the dawn
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