A restless spirit, deprived too young of life?s sweet joys

The day they hang me I still curse

No cemetery pyre will make me decompose

Now at nightfall I start to roam



A maiden's neck

White and tender

I long to find



Fast wings, eager fangs

Like a bat I hunt



Garlic nor crosses will stop an undead villain

As you may always have believed

Only rays of sun can scare me into my old grave

To sleep concealed in earth of home



Nothing's hard cause

Ladies do like

Being sucked



Fast wings, eager fangs

Like a bat I hunt



Blood, steal from innocent virgins



Red, drops tickle in my tongue and throat



Screams, rebounce as I hasten away



Night, will eternally hide my sins