Transilvanian Hunger Lyrics
the Mountains are ColdColdColdSoulColdYour hands are cruelcareful ... pale ...To Haunt, to Hauntforever at NightTake me in your daylight slumbercan't you feel the CallEmbrace Me EternallyTo be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palaceohh, Hate Living ... The only heat is warm bloodSo Pure ... So ColdTransilvanian HungerHail to the true, intense vampiresA story made for Divine fulfillmentTo be the Ones breathing a Wind of SorrowSorrow and Frightthe Dearest KatharsisBeautiful Evil Selfto be the Morbid CountA part of a Pact that is Delightfully immortalFeel the Call Freeze you with the Uppermost DesireTransilvanian Hunger, my Mountain is ColdSo Pure ... So ColdTransilvanian HungerLyrics by Fenriz (1992)
Darkthrone Transilvanian Hunger
