When the last Axeman passed away
What would happen to us?
Where’d we go?
Our Queen Crystal Viper
She is now on the Island of Silver Skull
No one knows when she will return
Our city has turned into a city of dammed ones
Staring out for us
Yet we strong believe on the old fables
and the soul of the Axeman is with us
How we should defend ourselves?
Then came the unholy beasts
So now it’s time to cool my sword in vampire’s blood
I see him, the Nightprowler
straight from hell!