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The count emerge above

From blood soaked devil void

With horns and fangs

With raging fists

Full speed backwards

Fury rains supreme

The chalice, of molten flesh

The unholy grail of the lord

War unleashed to end all life

A sword in the face of man

The cauldron, of infant bones

The smoldering fire below

Horns of spite, the endless rage

A spear in the heart of man