Realm Of The Impaler
Vulture
Ashen moonlight strikes withered lands
A forlorn fortress ruled by his commands
Ascend from blighted towers faceless one
Pierced bodies hemming stone walls heavy manned
His name a curse, his tongue a whip
Soon your soul falls under a shadows grip down in
Transylvania - The call of Dracula
Transylvania - Realm of the impaler
The sword of Damocles devides the Sun
A crusade of unseen horrors has begun
The sands of time are running through his hands
Blood will fill the moats once victory is won
His name a curse, his tongue a whip
Soon your soul falls under a shadows grip down in
Transylvania - The call of Dracula
Transylvania - Realm of the impaler
Transylvania - The call of Dracula
Transylvania - Realm of the impaler
Upon the hill a deadly toll
Your fate is sealed, becomes a whole
Entrails is ripping, flesh torn from bone
Just another body, no name in stone
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