Sunscars - Tankard

Darkness, I feel the hunger in a world of the silver moonlight

Living beyond the grave from the cold of the earth I will rise

Unseen, and cloaked in shadows when I crawl over cryptic ceilings

Modern to gothic times eating souls of the mortal begins

Sunscars all over my body

On my pale skin marks of light

Filthy fingernails, encrusted

Sunscars — back to the night

Sunscars all over my body

On my pale skin marks of death

Bloodbath on the edge of sunrise

Sunscars — I have to rest

Virgins, I love to kill them I despise religious vermin

I’m not the will of god, centuries on my blackened teeth grin

Black clouds, the nightwinds howling as your body collapses lifeless

Ripped out the heart and throat, frosty day, far away, I’m ageless

Sunscars all over my body

On my pale skin marks of light

Filthy fingernails, encrusted

Sunscars — back to the night

Sunscars all over my body

On my pale skin marks of death

Bloodbath on the edge of sunrise

Sunscars — I have to rest

Darkness, I feel the hunger in a world of the silver moonlight

Living beyond the grave from the cold of the earth I will rise

Unseen, and cloaked in shadows when I crawl over cryptic ceilings

Modern to gothic times eating souls of the mortal begins

Sunscars all over my body

On my pale skin marks of light

Filthy fingernails, encrusted

Sunscars — back to the night

Sunscars all over my body

On my pale skin marks of death

Bloodbath on the edge of sunrise

Sunscars — I have to rest