In the lands of the meadows, the Chupacabra roams.
there are tales, of a vampire,
that roams at night, in the great fields of the world,
looking for, the blood of animals.
At sunrise,
only their dead bodies are left,
sucked out their life
Their bloodless bodies,
they lie on the lawns
with two holes in their flesh.
There are tales, of a vampire,
that roams at night, in the great fields of the world,
looking for, the blood of animals.
At sunrise,
only their dead bodies are left,
sucked out their life
Their bloodless bodies,
they lie on the lawns
with two holes in their flesh.