| Song | Transilvanian Hunger |
| Artist | Darkthrone |
| Album | Preparing For War |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fenriz | |
| Transilvanian Hunger the Mountains are Cold | |
| Cold Cold Soul Cold | |
| Your hands are cruel careful... pale... | |
| To Haunt, to Haunt forever at Night | |
| Take me can't you feel the Call | |
| Embrace Me Eternally in your daylight slumber | |
| To be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palace | |
| ohh, Hate Living... The only heat is warm blood | |
| So pure... So Cold | |
| Transilvanian Hunger | |
| Hail to the True, Intense vampires | |
| A story made for Divine fulfillment | |
| To be the Ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow | |
| Sorrow and Fright The Dearest Katharsis | |
| Beautiful Evil Self To be the Morbid Count | |
| A part of the Pact that is Delightfully immortal | |
| Feel the Call Freeze you with the Uppermost Desire | |
| Transilvanian Hunger, my Mountain is Cold |
| zuo ci : Fenriz | |
| Transilvanian Hunger the Mountains are Cold | |
| Cold Cold Soul Cold | |
| Your hands are cruel careful... pale... | |
| To Haunt, to Haunt forever at Night | |
| Take me can' t you feel the Call | |
| Embrace Me Eternally in your daylight slumber | |
| To be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palace | |
| ohh, Hate Living... The only heat is warm blood | |
| So pure... So Cold | |
| Transilvanian Hunger | |
| Hail to the True, Intense vampires | |
| A story made for Divine fulfillment | |
| To be the Ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow | |
| Sorrow and Fright The Dearest Katharsis | |
| Beautiful Evil Self To be the Morbid Count | |
| A part of the Pact that is Delightfully immortal | |
| Feel the Call Freeze you with the Uppermost Desire | |
| Transilvanian Hunger, my Mountain is Cold |
| zuò cí : Fenriz | |
| Transilvanian Hunger the Mountains are Cold | |
| Cold Cold Soul Cold | |
| Your hands are cruel careful... pale... | |
| To Haunt, to Haunt forever at Night | |
| Take me can' t you feel the Call | |
| Embrace Me Eternally in your daylight slumber | |
| To be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palace | |
| ohh, Hate Living... The only heat is warm blood | |
| So pure... So Cold | |
| Transilvanian Hunger | |
| Hail to the True, Intense vampires | |
| A story made for Divine fulfillment | |
| To be the Ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow | |
| Sorrow and Fright The Dearest Katharsis | |
| Beautiful Evil Self To be the Morbid Count | |
| A part of the Pact that is Delightfully immortal | |
| Feel the Call Freeze you with the Uppermost Desire | |
| Transilvanian Hunger, my Mountain is Cold |