Ashen Light - 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