Transilvanian hunger the mountain so cold
Cold cold soul cold

Your hands are cruel careful ... pale...
To haunt, to haunt forever at night

Take me can't you feel the call
Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber

To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace
Oh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood

So pure... So cold
Transilvanian hunger

Hail to the true, intense vampires
A story made for divine fulfillment

To be the one''''s breathing a wind of sorrow
Sorrow and fright the dearest catharsis

Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count
A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal

Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire
Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold

So pure... Evil, cold
Transilvanian hunger

Into the dream world slowly I creep
Into the land that I go when I sleep
This time I'm trapped and cannot return there are
Certain things a mere mortal can learn
Wildest fantasy at first it feels good
Slowly things happen not the way they should
You can control it and your ripped wide apart enter my
Nightmare,it's only just a start
Jump out of bed And you're fully awake
Feeling a tremor as the bed shakes
You realize it now and you muffle your scream you
Awake in the hell we all know as "the dream"...