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Dead of night, gruesome site

Pale corpse, drained of life

Neck pierced, arteries torn

A dark feast before the dawn

Fatal encounter in witching hour

Daylight dimmed

Open coffin pitch black hearse

Ravished victims, hideous curse

Wandering endless night

Tormented afterlife

Phantasmal force of hell

Cold embrace, nightly dwell

Morbid hunger never stops

Strigoi veiled in bloody shrouds

No cross no stake no divine grace

Will save you from your morbid fate

Carpathian coffin lord

Born of supreme blood

Affear from the spectral haze

Unsuspecting human prey

Devour the lifeforce

Reap your helpless soul

No place left to hide

Trail of victims grows

The bloody trail of victims grows