Welcome, my son, to my kingdom of death

Welcome, my son, to where the wine is blood

Welcome, my son, to your final solemnity

Welcome, my son, to the end

All the people say it is dangerous

Searching Orpheus hideaways

That’s a funny lie – Those who could know about that

Cannot tell ‘cause they’ve died here

In my universe

Where the wine is blood

And you’ll spin with the spider

I’m your dancing dead

Burn your bridges down

In my land of no return

You maybe ask what had opened up the door

A king of generic form called nemuritor

First I’ll bring you the gift of sweet sins you will inhale

Then will show you around in my garden of pales

Te salut, my friend, in my house of fears

Where the blood rains a river

Thanatophoric is my second name

It’s a shame you came sleepwalking in here

Where the wine is blood

And you’ll spin with the spider

I’m your dancing dead

Burn your bridges down

In my land of no return

Here’s the paler’s invitation

To your farewell consecration

Or another explanation

Blood donation

I’m a sinner – I’m a winner

A degenerated skinner

I will drink your blood for dinner

You’re an absolute beginner

I’m a gamer – an insaner

I’m the lonesome entertainer

In the god of Transylvania’s

Bloody mania

I will eat your flesh – I will drink your blood

I’m the tainted fleck in your neighborhood

And the sirens tell from a night in hell

Hear the requiem from the nightingales

Call me lunatic – kind of anemic

I will drive you sick with this hecksus stick

Hear my poem six – it’s my latest trick

Turn off the sunlight on the other side

Where the wine is blood

And you’ll spin with the spider

I’m your dancing dead

Burn your bridges down

In my land of no return