Don't tremble my little one I see tears in your petrified eyes Your worthless body shall give us live This is the theatre of vampires Give me your hand I'll dry your tears And I'll prepare you for the black trip The blackest trip of your whole life And you won't fell any pain With the last kiss sacrificed on her neck Before the sun begin caressing the earth Without hope and without fear She will be gone into the blackest abyss Sweet blood fills your vains Don't tremble you won't feel pain Secret breath on your neck Don't tremble death doesn't care Virgin thighs sweet blood fills veis Innocent heart death doesn't care Who will be next who will see her face Trust me child death doesn't care Sweet blood secret breath Here is my hand take me there.