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Rise!

Ftom the sepulcher another night's upon us Nocturnal!

My pale white skin has never seen the sun

Existing for millenia, a demon I hunt the flesh

1525 my date of birth, I receive my gift

Immortal, a diseased life I use to live

My blood runs cold pumped by an unfeeling heart

Surprised you lay asleep as I pierce your skin

To struggle is no use I have the strength of 20 men

To feel your life run down my throat feels devine

My evil liquid center partially satisfied

I have seen only a few of my kind........ Tonight!

But some of you are awaremy kind exists

So come on!  Come to the slaughter

With your hammers and your wooden stakes

How easy mortals forget.  I am blessed by darkness

The chaos that I leave behind

You mortals cannot resist deep inside