A rivalry that has kindled for centuries
Between the darkness and the nightfall
The delicate balance of the scales
Of the whip and the seed of undeath
The lord of the demon castle
And the bloodline that was also bound
By the undaunted chalice
Into which all the bloody tears fell
What a horrible night to have a curse
And to charge into endless darkness
Knowing the sunrise to bring no cure
To a course that revolves in eternity
The lord of the demon castle
And the bloodline that was also bound
By the undaunted chalice
Into which all the bloody tears fell