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Transilvanian Hunger

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

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