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Plagued by fear and the marching hours of this aching night

Death comes near in the absence of light

Sound the town bell

Hear the death knell

Fresh corpse in the glistening mud

A vagrant creature in search for blood

Sound the town bell

The cursed dead will fill themselves with life from my pulsating throat tonight

Blighted fight, nocturnal bite

Sound the town bell

Hear the death knell

A fresh corpse found in the glistening mud

A vagrant creature in search for blood

Sound the town bell

Risen from a shallow grave

Kill by kill, regaining form

A lonely soul that could not be saved

Born again, violent storm

Morning draws near

Even the great hunter must sleep

It must disappear

As all the villagers weep

Sound the town bell

Hear the death knell

A fresh corpse found in the glistening mud

A vagrant creature in search for blood

Sound the town bell