Besedila:
Vampiria

The last shine of wisdom, the tree of life is dead now. I've the darkest vision, from the iced depths of lakes. I saw a bloody angel, with the inverted

The gray wind heats my face, and pestilence that I smell moving me, death I bring, death I leave seems to whisper and my soul back to feeling lost. Whimpering

Strangest thoughts round in my head, like ancient views in red, a call coming through centuries, like a legacy in my blood. there's something growing

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

Vlad, lord of cruelty and pain, come to my dreams, show me your hell. Welcome foreigner to the kingdom of sadism, in this garden of hell there's a place

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, into

My body lays in the cold and wet ground, just a little space of peace. I'm ready for the transmigration, another body, the same life. Centuries of extasy

are walking by your side Under the spell of He, the prince Nosferatu, they've got immortal Life a gift that is a curse, this curse was called Vampiria

Eternity. I call to you from earth. I take your ears in furious hand. I stretch your flesh. Fall in dark desperation, the pain of spirit. Igneum naturae