Varcolac - The Darkest of The Hillside Thickets

Who are you?

Where am I?

Am I dead or alive?

Did you rise from the earth?

Did you fall from the sky?

Is it blood that I taste

On the air in the night?

In the fog of a dream

And the dream is of night

Varcolac, varcolac

You could be the varcolac, varcolac

Nemesis, you’re the curse

Of the good and the just

Men howl your deceit

You will never win my trust

Varcolac, varcolac

You could be the varcolac, varcolac

Varcolac, varcolac

You could be the varcolac, varcolac

Varcolac, varcolac (You could be…)

You could be the varcolac, varcolac (…the varcolac)

Varcolac, varcolac (You could be…)

You could be the varcolac, varcolac (…the varcolac)

I reach out to repel

For your cast is too much

It’s the reflection of my own hands

On the mirror that I touch

Varcolac, varcolac (I could be…)

I could be the varcolac, varcolac (…the varcolac)

Varcolac, varcolac (I could be…)

I could be the varcolac, varcolac (…the varcolac)

Varcolac, varcolac (I could be…)

I could be the varcolac, varcolac (…the varcolac)

Varcolac, varcolac (I could be…)

I could be the varcolac, varcolac (…the varcolac)

Varcolac, varcolac

I could be the varcolac

I could be the varcolac

I could be the varcolac

Varcolac, varcolac

I could be the varcolac

I could be the varcolac

I could be the varcolac