Vlad, Son Of The Dragon Lyrics - Abysmal - The Black Dahlia Murder

Raise up the traitors 

Higher higher 

Smelling the sumptuous stench of bowels emptying as my message is sent 

String up purveyors of weakness and lie who would seek to betray no pardons eye 

For eye torture a past time of bloodiest sorts 

I feel I should be thanked for those fiends I abort 

They will fear my very name 

I am the dragon's son 

High on a stake 

Higher higher 

How shameful a game to've watched such life expire 

Cleansing my own holocaust 

Tremble they will at the feet of their gods 

Hang up subversives who question my guile who should seek to oppose man woman beast or child 

Enemies sleep with half open eyes 

I shall reign all Wallachia with God on my side 

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They will fear my very name Dracul 

I am the Devil's son 

You will burn 

How I choose 

You will burn 

Kill them all 

My righteous hand 

Rumor of my cruelties 

A wildfire through the lands 

To control the fear of your enemy 

You must bore your way inside their heads 

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You will burn 

How I choose 

You must burn 

They will learn 

Those like you 

I'll make them learn 

Kill them all 

My righteous hand