The Bestial Abyss - Vampire

Oh, the hellish winds of war!

The ropes come off at

The sound of the predators roar

Cries at the gates of hell

To the chime of the funeral bell

The fallen fly in hallucinating rage

Breaking the grid of the cage

From the depths of the tombs

The whispering doom

Blood running cold

The beat of the animal heart

Thunders below

Through the cold and the darkness

Through mud and through haze

On broken wings of destiny

Towards the end of days

From the dark of the womb

Emerges the ghoul

Under the hide of sheep

The lurking evil sleeps

Aroused by his dreadful kiss

At the call of the bestial abyss

Storms in the kingdom of the dead

Unspeakable torment ahead

Sounding the underworld knell

Gospels from the caves and

The high parapets of hell

From the depths of the tomb

Emerges the ghoul