Rise my trooprs rise again

Full of hope for another feast

Centuries has passed since you last

Tasted the sweet blood of the living



Better beware when daylight breaks

The spell of killing spree is reversed



So take your pick there is plenty for all

For one night we rule their domain

Out of our coffins out of our homes

We are driven by the instinct to feed



Driven by the most basic need

As the calls us we will rise



Rise from your tombs

Into the night

As black as your hearts

And now that you're back

Back from the grave

You wont be saved



Born a saint died in sin

So the holy one won't let us in

Soon to come our final feast

As our master calls the angels weep



Rise from your tombs

Into the night

As black as your hearts

And now that you're back

Back from the grave

You wont be saved

Soon another night has passed by

And our troops have grown stronger again

From the blood of the fortunate ones

That now join us eternally