Something Else
Cyvamp
1969
3:44
Jan 6, 2025
19
It’s creeping through the shadows, whispering my name,
A chilling voice of torment, I’ll never be the same.
A curse upon the night, it’s carved into my soul,
The ghast, the blood, the vampire’s hold.
It’s creeping through the shadows, whispering my name,
A chilling voice of torment, I’ll never be the same.
A curse upon the night, it’s carved into my soul,
The ghast, the blood, the vampire’s hold.
