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In your heart is buried the jewel _ Of a Serpent who wished to die

// Your red long tongue has her poison // And you will spread it as you breed // In a unique " TRANSYLVANIAN Dream " _ // CONCEIVING THE CREED OF ALL CREEDS //

Vampiria , fly Vampiria // In your eye burn , defying // All those who in silence sleep // In a city once named Desire // Dreaming with the entombed dear // The lady has fallen in a blossom // Spread far away by undesirable winds // To females conspiring in gloom // Hiding your pearls from the pigs // So open your arms ! // They were shaped as wings // A serenade of revenge draw in your lips // The sombre hill you¹re staying in // Is now defined