Vampires Sorrow rides out as spectral knights A wind of grief from an open coffin When the bells of funeral chime through the nightfall A black star rises at the final twilight Gargle the blood Spit the cruor From beyond darkness A revenant blaze Fire of conflagration Burns in empty eyes Disgusting tongues That lick your face In morbid hunger When you sleep Gargle the blood Spit the cruor Sacrifice To end your life Carnage To light the fire And forever We rule the night All eXULtant Vampires We are the worms that crawl on the broken wings of an angel Gargle the blood Spit the cruor Sacrifice To end your life Carnage To light the fire And forever We rule the night All eXULtant Vampires
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