As the storm closes in
It batters the castle walls
The night crawler lurks
In his dark halls
Ready to feast on
Your blood
White fangs with evil intent
Biting into your neck
Straight to the source
Feeding without remorse
Now behold your corpse
The two bloods converge
You can't stop the urge
Once you have died
You rise again
With Transylvanian hunger
Let the evil reign