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Transilvanian Hunger Lyrics

Transilvanian Hunger

the mountain so Cold

Cold Cold Soul Cold

Your hands are cruel careful ... pale ...

To Haunt, to Haunt forever at Night

Take me can't you feel the Call

Embrace Me Eternally in your daylight slumber

To be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palace

ohh, Hate Living... The only heat is warm blood

So Pure... So Cold

Transilvanian Hunger

Hail to the True, intense vampires

A story made for Divine fulfillment

To be the Ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow

Sorrow and Fright the Dearest Katharsis

Beautiful Evil Self to be the Morbid Count

A part of a Pact that is Delightfully immortal

Feel the Call Freeze you with the Uppermost Desire

Transilvanian Hunger, my Mountain is Cold

So Pure... Evil, Cold

Transilvanian Hunger