

CursedNight is day and Day is night By the light of the i awakeCursed
From my dust crypt i arise I take flight to feed on the innocent Shadow nd darkness are my cover While holy light leeds to certain death The life source of to me is a delacasy Never quenched of thirst is my curse Silver & garlic are a lethal dose
God in all his glory has sentanced me to an eternity of hell His almighty symbol keeps me at bay for i am not of his kin Immortal iam and immotal i am not
The life source of man only prolongs the inevitable
With out it i am doomed but on the other hand trying to
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