Despair advances through the horizon
It goes together the prince of it’s own death
It comes discharging all your hate from the past
Witch one day belonged to many victories
Impalement, killing and atrocities
Devastating so many innocent lives
And it was his most precious desire
But it was something unbearable too
Then his life come into a depressed state
Mistakes and uncertainty revolutionized his mind
And it acts without mercy on a obscure and insane way
Making perfection a powerful violent weapon
Evil, it wasn’t his aim, but it was his method
And through the seek for reasons to live
He tried to practice false and profane worships
Creating more doubt about his macabre violent acts
When the doubt ended, he saw which the only solution
And there is nothing more than recollections
Who heard his anguish scream
And saw the Draculio’s blood
Depressed memories from a cruelty and hatred past
Fighting to don’t pay
By the immortality of his deeds
Living the agony from a dark past eternally
