Untoten. Blood Countess. Zeneszám

The story of my life begins
of what was once my dying
Blood is pumping in my hearts
two of them: one heart never dies

The torture of my life begins
what is now my fate
my soul is not reflected
my soul?s determined to be sad

The story of my life begins
of what was once my dying
Blood is pumping in my hearts
two of them one heart never dies
and when we worship altars
which honor satan and the blood

The torture of my life begins
what is now my fate
my soul is not reflected
my soul?s determined to be sad
my spirit?s dying sadly
while heavy snow falls on my grave

The story sentenced me to death
while holding soft his virgin
the band of Gypsies played the mort
while blood was running on my heart

The story of my life begins...
And we worship altars
which honor satan and the blood