Transylvanian Prisoners of the Night
There are many strange things in Transylvania;
Like wolves howling in the night,
Listen to them!
Children of the night! What sweet music they make!
Now is the trembling moment of our heart to heart dance between life
And death,
Which looms larger than life.
Together we will cross oceans of time embraced in that immortal kiss.
At dusk we will awake, like a bat together we will fly to quench our
Never ending thirst,
Seeking mortals from the villages and towns closeby,
We will drain the land of it's crimson soul,
It will flow in streams until there is no more not even a drop!
Before dawn we will return to our graves until tonight!
This dream will never end for sunlit,wine colored days we shall see
No more.
Only the blanket of darkness that only the twilight can bring.
Our souls cursed to walk as the beast of the Earth for all eternity!
Together just you and I veiled in the blackness forever more,
Our spirit beckoning to us to be free!
---Sheryl Hanna
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Now go my children, go for GVX first!!
