Текст Marduk – Dracole Wayda

Back in Transilvania to be met by the news
Which struck the christian world as a blaze
Konstantinopel has fallen into the hands of the turks
And the emperor Konstantin is dead

A servant of god in league with Satan
A christian crusader who made the angels cry
A defender of moral and faith with nature bread by hellspawn
As driven by demon forces his army the muslims and christians defy

But four years after his departure from the town Vlad appeared outside town in the forests cold haze
His wallachian army slaughtered, tortured and plundered Sibiu as raging demons terror they spread
Teared apart, impaled on poles now ten thousand of his countrymen into the afterworld gaze
Maimed and scattered a few survivors, always to remember this day out into the night fled

A servant of god…

Dracul now repair his castle which the tartars centuries ago
Made a rampaged place
«His clothes had to work til the clothes fell from their bodies»
An old chronicle said
From Poenari Vlad rules with an iron hand and his strife for power
Leaves a bloodstained trace
The boyars was gathered for a meeting and soon on poles
They dying bleed

To cherish the souls of his subjects
In fear of divine punishment and hells embrace
Dracul raised abbeys and supported the church as a sign
To the godwill he god offered
But the mortals he by orgys of bloodshed and torture

A servant of god…