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
  the fear of the turks is growing but the sword of dracul
  will show the muslims the reapers face
  vlad now took shelter in sibiu so the coloured ones
  couldn't manage to get his head
  
  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 demonforces 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 blead
  
  to cherish the soulds 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
  made clear that they vlad had to praise
  eternal death to thee who had the nerv
  to not the voivod and inquisitor dread
  
  a servant of god...