Darkthrone: Transilvanian Hunger
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Riff1: Transilvanian Hunger...cold..soul
       Your hands are cruel...to haunt..to haunt
       
       the mountains are cold...soul...soul...
       careful..pale...forever at Night
       

Riff2: 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
       

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Riff2: Hail to the True, intense vampires
       A story made for Divine fulfillment
       
       To be the ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow
       Sorrow and fright the dearest catharsis
       

Riff3: Beautiful Evil Self to be the Morbid Count
       A part of a Pact that is delightfully immortal
       

       scream
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Riff2: Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire
       Transilvanian Hunger...my mountain is cold
       

       scream
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       So Pure... Evil, Cold
       Transilvanian Hunger