The darkness rocks the town asleep,
And a cold breeze commands to lock your door,
My breath gets short, my eyes are wide, my heart's on speed,
I'm feeling forced, must leave the house, I'm looking for.

I walk astray the lanes, while rain strokes on my face,
Can hear the voices calling me to this strange place,
I must not being watched, I crouch and hide the same old ride,
Just have to climb this wall, to reach the other side,

I love to be so close to the death,
Reality seems so far away,
I like the smell of corpses breath,
While vampires are out to play,
Between heaven and hell.

And there will come a time,
When you stare upon yourself,
In absolute blind darkness,
Here comes the magic.

I remove the muddy soil like clotted blood,
The running river always needs the flood,
I crack the coffin nail by nail, to meet my mates again,
Reach out for the bones, curing my old pain,

I love to be so close to the death,
Reality seems so far away,
I like the smell of corpses breath,
While vampires are out to play,
Between heaven and hell.