Liar Of Golgotha The Awakening Of The Vampire Lord
And whan the moon showed us the midnight hour, the bells
rang their cries of death.
From the tower of the black tomb the sky got stained by
this bats and lighting gave us a glimp of the massive
graveyard stones.
"It is time O'Lord of Wolves, prepare to rise up from Thy
tomb and bless us with imperial blood".
We cried the words towards the clouds which stood still
and watched us deep below.
An unhearable tremor raised in the ground and introduced
the coming.
Our Master of the Undead Legion had made his way through
the holy earth he was buried in. Centuries ago he got
caught and paid for his bloodred lusts.
A priest of god had brought him down and put him in the
earth to rest.
But the evil forces that bonded his flesh were stronger
then god's cage.
And with the blood of our sacrifice we released His
Mighty Grace.
With a strike of thunder the earth burst open and
released the one kept silent.
A mighty figure of anger and hate floating on the air of
death.
He stared at us, his followers, kneeled down on the
grave.
"Servants of mine. I bless thee for my resurrection" he
spoke before he flew away.
