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Blessed with a curse for the betrayal of a man
Who the meek heralded king, Judas would hang then rise again
To walk among the shadows far beyond the reach of death
Thirty pieces were the price for hell eternal here on earth

The legacy of this undead began when he had hung
The instant the noose had snapped his neck, when breath had left his lungs
So gracious was the lord below a gift he would bestow upon
This traitor who had brought to him the death of the begotten son
He was reborn without a soul with hell at his command
The powers of the darkness beckoned to this creature's left hand

A hunger for the taste sanguine symbolic of the blood
This immortal helped to shed with but a movement of his tongue
A hatred for Christianity and all that represents the Lord
Drives this pure iniquity to wield his father Satan's sword

Now feasting on the children of a god that he once loved
The anointed prince of darkness wakes behind the setting sun
To forever feed upon the ones that Christ had held so high
Unholy thirst is only satiated when the hated die

Cursed with a blessing of forever stalking man
This dark prince has ruled since Judas ceased, Dracula began