Warfare - Order of the Dragons

Vlad the impaler we ain't talking 1588 .
No use startin crying, we're at war we judged it just too late
Lord Byron, turn round underground, in battles of the underworld .
The order of the dragons, and the flesh like butter being knurled .

Graf Orlok, played by max, indeed just what you don't expect .
F.W. the creator should be proud, the fiction in correct .
The artist gently paints in oil composers make the mighty bang .
Alas they love you when you're dead, an epitaph left to be sang .
Just like modern times Vlad is back, he's looking for your blood,
A conflict made of hatred, drink it down it's gonna do ya good .

Pure filth
Communicate
Pure filth
Desolate
Pure filth
Sacrifice
Pure filth
Human life .

Communicate
Sacrifice
Desolate
Human life .

Horrific myths turn visual, escaping maybe just a dream
As cursing them is the conflict clear it is our scheme .
Glenarvon mystery, it unveils, centuries a long time ago .
Real life legend, literature imagination that can grow .
John George felt the rope cut it, it's August 1949 .
A decade on from world war 2 yet still they want our flesh to dine blood wine .