Singe Este Viata

Blessed with a curse for the betrayal of a man

Who the meek heralded king, Judas would hang then rise again

To walk among the shadows far beyond the reach of death

Thirty pieces were the price for hell eternal here on earth

The legacy of this undead began when he had hung

The instant the noose had snapped his neck, when breath had left his lungs

So gracious was the lord below a gift he would bestow upon

This traitor who had brought to him the death of the begotten son

He was reborn without a soul with hell at his command

The powers of the darkness beckoned to this creature's left hand

A hunger for the taste sanguine symbolic of the blood

This immortal helped to shed with but a movement of his tongue

A hatred for Christianity and all that represents the Lord

Drives this pure iniquity to wield his father Satan's sword

Now feasting on the children of a god that he once loved

The anointed prince of darkness wakes behind the setting sun

To forever feed upon the ones that Christ had held so high

Unholy thirst is only satiated when the hated die

Cursed with a blessing of forever stalking man

This dark prince has ruled since Judas ceased, Dracula began