Dracula’s vengeance (part 2)

From the crypt I rise, in shadows unbound,

The moon is my crown, the night is my hound.

Whispers of blood call the damned to awake,

The curse of eternity, nothing can break.

Candles burn, the castle breathes,

Crosses shatter, the mortals grieve.

The hunters march, but they cannot see,

The fire of vengeance burns in me.

Dracula’s vengeance, eternal flame,

Carved in sorrow, they’ll scream my name!

Through the darkness, I reclaim my throne,

The night is mine, and mine alone.

The whip of the hunter cracks in vain,

Through centuries lost, I still remain.

Chains of silver can’s bind my soul,

The blood of Belmont won’t make me whole.

Torches fade in the labyrinth deep,

Echoes of terror where angels weep.

Every stake driven only feeds my rage,

This cursed immortal breaks from the cage.

Dracula’s vengeance, eternal flame,

Carved in sorrow, they’ll scream my name!

Through the darkness, I reclaim my throne,

The night is mine, and mine alone.

No priest, no cross, no holy light,

Can pierce the heart of endless night.

A river of crimson shall flood this land,

The world shall burn by my command!

Dracula’s vengeance, the night I reign,

Born from shadows, baptized in pain.

Through the centuries, my curse will thrive,

The lord of darkness is still alive!

The bell rolls midnight, the castle stands tall,

I am the master, the end of them all.

From death’s cold silence, the prophecy rings—

Dracula rises, and vengeance he brings.