Слова:
Vampiria Among Mortals

From far away, in the forest where i go, comes to my ears, the howling of a wolf... wolf!. Terrible things waits for me, but blood calls, the path of

Through the space and time, in the beginning of the new light, the heart of earth feels the pawns of the dark age. Streaming until the edge, intil the

Amongs the trees i watch, as the begins of the forest gather, before the flames of a bonfire. Old and demented elves, whip branches of fire against

In the forest, of agony, dying slowly near to be free, of a life of sorrow sadness and pain, is time to liberate my tortured soul. Alone, and lost,

Lost in a darkest wood, following the same shadow. I count the drops in my hands. The life is gone in my tears. I feel again the hand of death, over