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Legacy of the Belmont Clan

Filled with war and pain

Each generation awaits the day

When the count shall rise again

Driven, relentless, he arms for the cause

Necklace of laurel, sign of the cross

The curse is in place and the battles begun

The horrible darkness, engulfing the sun

The battle seems done, but

I have not yet begun to fight

Against the armies of the night

Morningstar still gleaming bright

Many will fall but still I stand

Morningstar clutched within my hand

Together we fight to free this land

What a horrible night to have a curse

The Castlevanian lord shall fulfill his curse

Through forests of evil and bridges long gone

Through Belasco marsh, he's soldiering on

The spawn of Medusa is guarding the lair

Of a lunatic path of which none will dare

But he does not care for

I have not yet begun to fight

Against the armies of the night

Morningstar still gleaming bright

Many will fall but still I stand

Morningstar clutched within my hand

Together we fight to free this land

For the ones who live in terror

Crushed under his tyranny

For the ones who stand to lose

Against his dark diabolic decree

For the blood of the Belmont line

That flows within my veins

And for the souls he's lost

I swear this fiend shan't live another day

He runs for the tower with purpose in his eyes

Assaulting the count for it's time to claim his prize

He'll give it his all, for destiny's call

The last scene is set just like the writing on the wall

The battles begun, there can be only one

The crack of a whip, what will be shown in the morning sun