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When the night is falling

And the shadows are stalking

I can hear the screaming of

the souls with no glory

Damned to hide into the darkness

living in sorrow

Can’t feel their heartbeats

but they’ll still live tomorrow

When wind becomes a whisper

I can hear the mourning of the humankind

By centuries returning

from a hellish empire

Haunted by an instinct

Carry out their desires

We became the sacrifice

To be slaughtered in a rite

Even older than the time

that never stops its ride

In thirst to imbibe your essence

Hidden from the sun to get back out tonight

Open your eyes

to the land of the undead

From where you will never return

Doomed to the pleasure of an everlasting thirst

Gazing at the rise of curse