Lifeforce (The Blood) - Acheron

Within slaves lurks the sacred heart

A food that the chosen need

Flowing energy that must be absorbed

While the vampire feeds

The human species is its source

That’s why they were bred

Immortals search for the taste of «The Blood»

So that they may be fed

Little by little victims are drained

To quench the savage thirst

Being careful not to take too much

For their tiny minds will burst

This precious power within the flesh

Is our living key

Lost children of the temple’s brood

Soon you all shall see

Lifeforce, lifeforce

Lifeforce, lifeforce

Those who understand the pleasures of the drink

Shall realize the magick it possesses

And those who don’t will never understand

Because they are not of our kind

Blessed be the blood!