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When the light of day is gone

And the night starts to come

There’s a race who breathes new life

Form the ashes of the graves

To haunt the earth… into the night…



The night comes, the shadows are alive

With silent movements, they arise again

To haunt the earth into the night

Flying through the shadows



Diving into the night

Searching for those victims

Who heal their hungry

Hungry for the sweet blood

That makes them breath new life



Across the open fields

None have been found

Searching shelter in caverns

Sanctuaries and graves

Once haunted by the dead



You with painful hungry

Feeling weak and worst

For the lack of blood

I fell the pain inside

Of you my wonder race.



The night comes, the shadows are alive

With each silent move, they rise again to hunt the earth

I feel the pain

Inside of you



With powers of eternal life

Getting weaker in the light of the day

Living a life alone in the shadows

Hoping for a cold sun

Or a redemption of your soul