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Darkthrone - Transilvanian Hunger lyrics

Artist: Darkthrone

album: Transilvanian Hunger (20th Anniversary Edition)


Transylvanian hunger, cold soul
Your hands are cruel, to haunt, to haunt
The mountains are cold soul, soul
Careful, pale, forever at night
♪
Take me, can't you feel the call?
Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber
To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace
Oh, I hate living, the only heat is warm blood
So pure, so cold
Transylvanian hunger
♪
Hail to the true intense vampires
A story made for divine fulfillment
To be the ones breathing in a wind of sorrow
Sorrow and fright the dearest catharsis
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Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count
A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal
♪
Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire
Transylvanian hunger, my mountain is cold
♪
Ah
So pure, evil, cold
Transylvanian hunger

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