Текст песни
[Intro: dark, pulsing synth bass, distorted industrial percussion, distant, echoing male choir samples]
[Verse 1 - Vocals: Deep, resonant, slightly distorted, almost spoken word]
Long ago, in lands of old, where ancient mountains rise,
Carpathian peaks, a story told, beneath the watchful skies.
A noble knight, in castle stone, his legend starts to bloom,
His name, a whisper, widely known, dispelling all the gloom.
[Pre-Chorus: synth arpeggios build, percussion becomes more driving]
For courage etched upon his face, and beauty in his stride,
They called him Dracula, with grace, the Dragon, deep inside.
A guardian of his people's fate, a beacon in the night,
Until the shadows sealed his gate, and stole away the light.
[Chorus - Vocals: More aggressive, layered, with a robotic edge. Heavy, driving beat, distorted synth leads]
Then evil tidings, sharp and cold, across the valleys swept,
The Ottoman's dark story told, while his homeland wept.
He donned his armor, steel and might, a warrior's grim resolve,
To face the darkness, join the fight, and watch the world evolve!
He fought with fury, prayed to God, for strength to break the chains,
But from the shadows, dark and odd, a different answer reigns!
[Verse 2 - Vocals: Slightly more melodic, but still dark and powerful. Synth textures become more intricate]
He fell that day, a hero's end, by enemy's cruel hand,
His spirit broken, forced to bend, across his native land.
Within his castle, cold and deep, they laid him down to rest,
But promises his soul would keep, put his resolve to test.
[Pre-Chorus: synth arpeggios build, percussion becomes more driving]
His mighty spirit, strong and bold, refused to leave his home,
A story waiting to unfold, beyond the silent foam.
From realms of death, he rose anew, a pact with darkness made,
To guard his land, forever true, a shadow unafraid.
[Chorus - Vocals: More aggressive, layered, with a robotic edge. Heavy, driving beat, distorted synth leads]
Then evil tidings, sharp and cold, across the valleys swept,
The Ottoman's dark story told, while his homeland wept.
He donned his armor, steel and might, a warrior's grim resolve,
To face the darkness, join the fight, and watch the world evolve!
He fought with fury, prayed to God, for strength to break the chains,
But from the shadows, dark and odd, a different answer reigns!
[Bridge: music becomes more atmospheric, with a sense of impending doom. Vocals: Low, guttural, almost a growl, with heavy delay]
When night descends, and shadows creep, across the sleeping world,
The knight, Vlad Dracula, from sleep, his dark wings are unfurled.
A silent bat, he takes to flight, through skies of velvet black,
A swift, dark blur, a fearsome sight, no turning ever back!
[Breakdown: beat drops out, replaced by a slow, heavy, distorted industrial throb. Eerie synth pads, whispers, and a single, sustained, high-pitched synth note]
Woe to the one, who dares to stand...
In his relentless way...
Across this haunted, ancient land...
He hunts until the day...
[Chorus - Vocals: Most aggressive and distorted yet, almost screaming. Full force of industrial percussion and synth leads. Faster tempo.]
Then evil tidings, sharp and cold, across the valleys swept,
The Ottoman's dark story told, while his homeland wept.
He donned his armor, steel and might, a warrior's grim resolve,
To face the darkness, join the fight, and watch the world evolve!
He fought with fury, prayed to God, for strength to break the chains,
But from the shadows, dark and odd, a different answer reigns!
[Outro: music slowly fades, leaving only the dark, pulsing synth bass and distant, echoing male choir samples, ending with a final, sharp industrial clang and a sustained, low synth drone.]
Dracula... The Dragon...
Forever... He watches...
The night... Is his...
[Fade to silence]
