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Vampires Empire

Vampires Empire

Dark, in the heat of the night

They rise from their world

A world of rage, seige, torment

Tunnels below the earth it rises

It rises to the midnight pain

Pain from the nails embedded into the face

Their curse they share it bare's the mark of disgrace

The lust, longing for the coming of their remorse

Coming into our world with their venamous attack

The vampire empire moves through the night's cape

Thousands of years infected with this curse their tongues, throat hurts

Hurting for the next victim, as he takes his last breath of humanity

They will stare you down and take your living soul to their naked ground

Without a sound their fangs bloody vanish into your throat, your voice no more

Prowling through the streets with the wolves feet, tearing off the heads to a hell

In the deepest of tunnels the devil calls them to rise, and regain their power fulfill

Demons in the nights plungent weapon of doom, the day of the dead come through

As the blood runs slowly and then quickly into their mouth of their devour

Wings of a creature carry you to thine mind with a feeling of love and hate

Sharing their pain and desire for the sinful tretcher of the swallow turned to evil

Mankind can not survive with this magnitude of suffering from the gate

The silver cross, the bullet, the stake, no garlic can hang, the curse

Of the Vampires Empire where your darkest nightmare will thrive and compel

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