Dark Throne Transilvanian Hunger Lyrics

Transilvanian Hunger Lyrics

Transilvanian Hunger

the Mountains are Cold

Cold

Cold

Soul

Cold



Your hands are cruel

careful ... pale
...

To Haunt, to Haunt

forever at Night



Take me in
your daylight slumber

can't you feel the Call

Embrace Me
Eternally



To be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palace

ohh, Hate Living ... The only heat is warm blood



So Pure ... So
Cold

Transilvanian Hunger



Hail to the true, intense
vampires

A story made for Divine fulfillment

 

 To be the
Ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow

Sorrow and Fright

the Dearest
Katharsis



Beautiful Evil Self

to be the Morbid Count

A
part of a Pact that is Delightfully immortal



Feel the Call Freeze
you with the Uppermost Desire

Transilvanian Hunger, my Mountain is
Cold



So Pure ... So Cold

Transilvanian Hunger