Once again they rule the land, Shadow's sent from hell's domain
Spirits overlooked by death, They stalk the land undead
Cloaked in myth, life denied, defying god who fears them so
Immortal though their souls have died, instinct drives them, hunger grows
Hunt and kill, and hunt they must, feed the hunger sate bloodlust
A land enclosed in pale fists ... Two marks from hell the Vampire's Kiss
In hell they spawn to kill at night and hide in their tombs through daylight
Warm fresh blood is what they need, they take lifeblood upon to feed
Fear no cross nor water blessed, for myths mean nothing to the undead
Sunlight burns and stakes vanquish ... Two marks from hell the Vampire's Kiss
Satan's slaves do his request, spreading evil without rest
A curse has come upon you now, therefore we must die!
