Evil Liquid Center
Rise!
Ftom the sepulcher another night's upon us Nocturnal!
My pale white skin has never seen the sun
Existing for millenia, a demon I hunt the flesh
1525 my date of birth, I receive my gift
Immortal, a diseased life I use to live
My blood runs cold pumped by an unfeeling heart
Surprised you lay asleep as I pierce your skin
To struggle is no use I have the strength of 20 men
To feel your life run down my throat feels devine
My evil liquid center partially satisfied
I have seen only a few of my kind........ Tonight!
But some of you are awaremy kind exists
So come on! Come to the slaughter
With your hammers and your wooden stakes
How easy mortals forget. I am blessed by darkness
The chaos that I leave behind
You mortals cannot resist deep inside