Crown of Wallachia - Legend of Blood

Born into the Order of The Dragon
Nobility attained through blood
Tortured by the Ottoman
He spat upon the scum
For his captors and the sultan
And the traitors of his kin
His hatred became the gift
And the war he would win

Legend of Blood
Bled like a flood
Ruling with fear
Heads riding spears
Death of his wife
Took her own life
He will have his revenge

His knowledge proved superior
He reigned as the prince of his land
Instilling fear in his enemies
Heads riding spears
Cruelty and bestial punishment
Kept the invaders at bay
Hurling death and evil
Down the walls of his castle

In the dark, black forest
His fortress stood tall
The blood of the dead
Still haunts the damp soil
In the winds he is screaming
His spirit fills the air
His love unavenged
He will torment beyond the grave

The blood draining tyrant
Lives on in our minds
The legend of Drakul
Will forever endure
In the hills of Transylvania
Through the mist and the fog
His castle stands still
The grim fortress on the hill