When the night is falling
And the shadows are stalking
I can hear the screaming of
The souls with no glory
Damned to hide into the darkness
Living in sorrow
Can’t feel their heartbeats
But they’ll still live tomorrow
When wind becomes a whisper
I can hear the mourning of the humankind
By centuries returning
From a hellish empire
Haunted by an instinct
Carry out their desires
We became the sacrifice
To be slaughtered in a rite
Even older than the time
That never stops its ride
In thirst to imbibe your essence
Hidden from the Sun to get back out tonight
Open your eyes
To the land of the undead
From where you will never return
Doomed to the pleasure of an everlasting thirst
Gazing at the rise of curse
