Death is not always cloaked in darkness, nor always accompanied by night.
The vampires walk with the sunrise, no longer tormented by the light.

Weeping in anguish for the light has been captured
the crucifix hangs on the throat of the demon child.
Not alone but lonely in the lands of your enemy
collapse not in despair though faith has been trialled.

Walk amongst their evil fires, stealing life from their blood.
Cleanse them with your sorrowful tears, the gods do not drown in your flood.

 
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