**[Intro — whispered, industrial ambience]** *In the shadow of the Carpathian night...* *Where wolves cry beneath the silver moon...* *The old blood rises.* *The Voivode awakens.* **[Verse 1]** Through forests black where the mist does crawl, A broken crown on a forgotten wall. Beyond the mountains, beyond the flame, A cursed lord whispers his ancient name. Born of battle, forged in war, A prince of shadows forevermore. The Turks came screaming, the kingdoms fell, He sent their armies into the depths of hell. Impaled the traitors beneath the sky, A thousand screams where the ravens fly. History carved in a blade of fear, The devil's shadow that draws near. **[Pre-Chorus — rising distorted guitars]** Hear the bells of the village mourning, Feel the cold of the midnight dawning. The crosses tremble, the candles fade, The blood oath calls from the grave. **[Chorus — massive gothic industrial breakdown]** I am the son of the endless night, The crimson flame that devours the light. From Castle walls where the shadows crawl, I hear the ancient spirits call. Drink the darkness, embrace the pain, Rise again in the blood-red rain. Through Carpathian storms I remain... **Dracula! Eternal in vein!** **[Verse 2]** The peasants whisper of a cursed estate, A wooden door sealed by the hand of fate. No holy prayer can silence the sound, Of footsteps walking beneath the ground. A creature born from Romanian tales, A phantom riding through midnight veils. The strigoi rise when the moon is high, With restless souls that refuse to die. Garlic and silver, fire and prayer, Still cannot reach the throne of despair. For every shadow that flees the sun, Another night has just begun. **[Industrial Bridge — mechanical drums / chanting choir]** *Vlad...* *Țepeș...* *Lord of the night...* Steel and blood. Ash and bone. A haunted kingdom. A throne alone. The wolves are calling. The storm is near. The prince of darkness returns without fear. **[Breakdown — screamed vocals]** I AM THE BLADE! I AM THE WALL! I AM THE SHADOW ABOVE YOU ALL! YOUR EMPIRES FALL! YOUR SAINTS DECAY! I AM THE NIGHT THAT EATS THE DAY! **[Final Chorus — soaring gothic vocals]** I am the son of the endless night, A fallen angel without the light. Carpathian winds carry my name, Forever burning, forever the same. Through centuries lost, through kingdoms gone, The blood moon rises, the curse lives on. From the castle where the ravens cry... The vampire king shall never die. **[Outro — whispered over industrial drones]** *When the last candle loses its flame...* *When the final wolf howls at the sky...* *The Voivode waits beneath the earth...* *And dreams of the blood-red night.*
