The Vampire From Nazareth

Ride to the land of secrets
Find all the traces left behind
With sword in hand, the Covenant
A cross baptised in blood
The nectar of the Gods, might!

Making wrong to seem right
Destroy all the traces left behind
With sword in hand the Covenant
A cross baptised in blood

The Vampire from Nazareth
For blood, is Life
The Vampire from Nazareth

The Templars march
Waves of arms
We offer the Sun!
The wolf is wearing the pelt of the lamb

We offer the Sun
With thorns his crown
We offer a son
Ravens on the top
As angels fly

We offer the Sun
With thorns his crown
We offer a son
We offer the Sun