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