Dracul Va Domni Din Nou In Transilvania

All demons ride high upon the bewitching Nightsky
 They are only disturbed by a new-born child's painful cry
 Son of the great dragon, come forth to rule
 In all your glory, no man, no beast will be as cruel
 All the angels and the puny men of god looked away
 Frightened to death by the evil that was born on that day
 Dracul come forth, and see your son's soul is powerful
 Triumphantly holding his son, nothing could be as delightful
 In our order you are now, for the sake of your greatness
 You must murder the muslim turks in thousands, no less
 Let them feel our never-ending wrath and our steel
 We are men of god, so let them know it for real
 It's our mission to seek our enemies, and kill them one by one
 They must be destroyed in time, be sure to teach your new-born son
 We must bath in the blood of the vermins, called turks, to win
 The muslims are to be executed, for they live in great sin
 Sultan Murad of the turks is getting more powerful each day
 Dracul will not be one of them that for his mercy will pray
 He must turn his back on his previous allies
 And conspirate with the turks
 Beware you all of the evil blood that in Dracul lurks
 The holy Roman emperor will get angered with this
 But Dracul must protect himself, it's a right of his
 So feel the greedy claws of death, you weak men of god
 Treacherous thoughts was the father of the berserker prince Vlad
 (In the year of 1438)
 Seven years of age is he and already in bloody war
 His eyes do not turn away from all that death and gore
 Father Dracul and brother Mircea are riding by his side
 Proud he is of his warrior father, no matter he lied
 Together with the turks, they ravaged through the land
 Dragon and beast, devils and demons fighting hand-in-hand
 Transilvania - You great home of ours
 You they will crush, there is no good to help us
 What feeds an evil mind?
 What makes a man a man?
 The deeds of death!
 But greater stories are yet to be told.