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作词 : Fenriz |
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Transilvanian Hunger...cold..soul |
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Your hands are cruel...to haunt..to haunt |
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the mountains are cold...soul...soul... |
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careful..pale...forever at Night |
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Take me...can't you feel the Call |
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Embrace Me Eternally in your daylight slumber |
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To be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palace |
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oh, Hate Living...The only heat is warm blood |
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So Pure... So Cold |
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Transilvanian Hunger |
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Hail to the True, intense vampires |
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A story made for Divine fulfillment |
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To be the ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow |
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Sorrow and fright the dearest catharsis |
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Beautiful Evil Self to be the Morbid Count |
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A part of a Pact that is delightfully immortal |
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Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire |
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Transilvanian Hunger...my mountain is cold |
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So Pure... Evil, Cold |
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Transilvanian Hunger |