He comes from the darkness, you see his winged shadow You wince from his voice, his ominous bellow He’s a night’s knight, inheritor of the dark The light is dead in his deathless heart.
He lies in the coffin – his bed and his haven His time is a night. He’s going out of vault now He finds might, he can do everything ‘Cause Darklord blessed him with his burning blood.
His eyes are like a fire, they burn into your mind They thirst for the blood, they fill up with hunger. Desecrate soul, the Lord of the view. He can open the secret of the death to you.
Dark forest, great castle, the moonlight and black bird. He’s coming up to you, he’s sinking into your neck You feel his breathe and you see his black hair And now you are a mere shadow of your former self.