Dead Souls

 Hidden behind this shadows, beyond this [bad word] daylight,
 Living to hunt and kill, we're the damned children of the night.
 Dragging our immune existence through thousands of centuries
 And from dusk to dawn we suffer from our immortality.

 Hosts contaminate our tombs and crosses burn our skin,
 You can kill us a thousand times, but we're the ones,
 Who will always remain... In Pain... In Pain...

"I'm the resurrection-man, who steals his own corpse
 and abducts himself to the beloved [bad word] and vaults".

 After the dead lover's kiss you fall into a dream,
 But with your second birth you're a prince in our mournful realm.
 By day, when a million suns are killing with their shine,
 The cold, dark crypts are saving me and mine...
 Me and mine...

 Death and decay, cadaverous smell,
 For us there's neither heaven, nor is there a [bad word] 
 And only the stigmata could be able to betray
 The sombre existence of the former days...
 The sombre existence of the former days...
 Of the former days...
 [bad word]  [bad word] soporaeternus