Legions of Ghouls
Vampiric Baptism
Legions of ghouls
The blackened sons and daughters
Of the twilight bane
We rise from shadows.
With hearts like thunder,
And eyes like burning coals,
We march on the bastions,
Where the tyrants have their tolls,
The moonlight guides our vengeance,
As fangs shine like steel,
No more will we bow down,
The blood of wolves we feel.
A symphony of howls,
Echo in the dark,
We are the shadows,
We’ll leave our mark,
With sharpened teeth
And silver blades,
The undead rise
On wings like Eagles.
In the full moon’s glory
Transform into the beast
To kill the tyrants
In their sleep.
