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Beneath centuries of dust

Millena lying in wait

That returns which was once slain

Sustained upon sanguine appropriations

From the veins of man

Black Inversion of a procession

Rise from beneath cavernous confinement

The lambs of Christ to be drained

Deep in Carpathian wilderness

Stirring in ancient shadows

This foul parody of life returns

In catacombs beneath long forgotten castles

Slithering out of the view of light

In mockery of the holy

Perverse nobility bestowed

Lord to the king of lies

Wolves gather in reverence

The forest fall silent

Confronted by eldritch majesty

Subsisting on Christian blood

Terror from the depths of the earth

Draining lesser beings of life

Crimson honorific bestowed upon thee

Sanguine fluid streams forth into the mouth

Drink now of the bewitched blood

The taste of iron envelope thy throat and soul

Veins cease to flow as the air from the lungs

The beating of the heart falling silent

The fangs perforate the flesh

Feel now the bliss of pure power