Don't tremble my little one
I see tears in your petrified eyes
Your worthless body shall give us live
This is the theatre of vampires
Give me your hand I'll dry your tears
And I'll prepare you for the black trip
The blackest trip of your whole life
And you won't fell any pain
With the last kiss sacrificed on her neck
Before the sun begin caressing the earth
Without hope and without fear
She will be gone into the blackest abyss
Sweet blood fills your vains
Don't tremble you won't feel pain
Secret breath on your neck
Don't tremble death doesn't care
Virgin thighs sweet blood fills veis
Innocent heart death doesn't care
Who will be next who will see her face
Trust me child death doesn't care
Sweet blood secret breath
Here is my hand take me there.