A restless spirit, deprived too young of life?s sweet joys

The day they hang me I still curse 

No cemetery pyre will make me decompose 

Now at nightfall I start to roam 



A maiden's neck 

White and tender 

I long to find 



Fast wings, eager fangs 

Like a bat I hunt 



Garlic nor crosses will stop an undead villain 

As you may always have believed 

Only rays of sun can scare me into my old grave 

To sleep concealed in earth of home 



Nothing's hard cause 

Ladies do like 

Being sucked 



Fast wings, eager fangs 

Like a bat I hunt 



Blood, steal from innocent virgins 



Red, drops tickle in my tongue and throat



Screams, rebounce as I hasten away



Night, will eternally hide my sins