歌手:Opera IX
专辑:《Sacro Culto》

I raise my eyes at dead of night
I hear the silence moulding my body
I hear the damp and living ground throbbing
I belong to it.
I'm the guardian of this land,
I'm Dracula,
Prince of
Walacchia.
My name is synonymous with fear and terrorwhich
I sowed and grew and which
I fed on.I led an army of dead soldiersthat
I myself had raised from their graves.
I spread death and destruction.
Stifling smell of blood and excrements,desperate cries, sobs.
Thousands of corpses rotted in the sun.
Thousands of poles rose as
I passed.My head beheaded and laid down.
The law: my law.
I was Vlad, the
Impaler,nobody could obstruct my path.
And the powerful
Turks come in crowds.
And the new forest came up,forest of fright and blood.
And the sultan of gold and silkcame with his numerous army,thousand of persons were horribly impaledand crowds came, crowds of enemies.
And at the end
I was surrounded.
Chill, blood, horror of an irrepressible slaughter.
By then I was a prince without land.
And from the ground a whisper,the whisper of the dead, rose:"Dracula, please, come back!"