| Song | Dracole Wayda |
| Artist | Marduk |
| Album | Nightwing |
| 作词 : Marduk | |
| Back in Transilvania to be met by the news | |
| Which struck the christian world as a blaze | |
| Konstantinopel has fallen into the hands of the turks | |
| And the emperor Konstantin is dead | |
| The fear of the turks is growing but the sword of Dracul | |
| Will show the muslims the reapers face | |
| Vlad now took shelter in Sibiu so the coloured ones | |
| Couldn't manage to get his head | |
| A servant of god in league with Satan | |
| A christian crusader who made the angels cry | |
| A defender of moral and faith with nature bread by hellspawn | |
| As driven by demonforces <demon forces?> his army the muslims and christians | |
| defy | |
| But four years after his departure from the town Vlad appeared outside town | |
| In the forests cold haze | |
| His wallachian army slaughtered, tortured and plundered Sibiu | |
| As raging demons terror they spread | |
| Teared apart, impaled on poles now ten thousand of his countrymen | |
| into the afterworld gaze | |
| Maimed and scattered a few survivors, always to remember this day | |
| Out into the night fled | |
| A servant of god... | |
| Dracul now repair his castle which the tartars centuries ago | |
| Made a rampaged place | |
| "His clothes had to work til the clothes fell from their bodies" | |
| An old chronicle said | |
| >From Poenari Vlad rules with an iron hand and his strife for power | |
| ^? | |
| Leaves a bloodstained trace | |
| The boyars was gathered for a meeting and soon on poles | |
| They dying blead | |
| To cherish the soulds <?> of his subjects | |
| In fear of divine punishment and hells embrace | |
| Dracul raised abbeys and supported the church as a sign | |
| To the godwill he god offered | |
| But the mortals he by orgys of bloodshed and torture | |
| Made clear that they Vlad had to praise | |
| Eternal death to thee who had the nerv | |
| To not the voivod and inquisitor dread | |
| A servant of god... |
| zuò cí : Marduk | |
| Back in Transilvania to be met by the news | |
| Which struck the christian world as a blaze | |
| Konstantinopel has fallen into the hands of the turks | |
| And the emperor Konstantin is dead | |
| The fear of the turks is growing but the sword of Dracul | |
| Will show the muslims the reapers face | |
| Vlad now took shelter in Sibiu so the coloured ones | |
| Couldn' t manage to get his head | |
| A servant of god in league with Satan | |
| A christian crusader who made the angels cry | |
| A defender of moral and faith with nature bread by hellspawn | |
| As driven by demonforces demon forces? his army the muslims and christians | |
| defy | |
| But four years after his departure from the town Vlad appeared outside town | |
| In the forests cold haze | |
| His wallachian army slaughtered, tortured and plundered Sibiu | |
| As raging demons terror they spread | |
| Teared apart, impaled on poles now ten thousand of his countrymen | |
| into the afterworld gaze | |
| Maimed and scattered a few survivors, always to remember this day | |
| Out into the night fled | |
| A servant of god... | |
| Dracul now repair his castle which the tartars centuries ago | |
| Made a rampaged place | |
| " His clothes had to work til the clothes fell from their bodies" | |
| An old chronicle said | |
| From Poenari Vlad rules with an iron hand and his strife for power | |
| ? | |
| Leaves a bloodstained trace | |
| The boyars was gathered for a meeting and soon on poles | |
| They dying blead | |
| To cherish the soulds ? of his subjects | |
| In fear of divine punishment and hells embrace | |
| Dracul raised abbeys and supported the church as a sign | |
| To the godwill he god offered | |
| But the mortals he by orgys of bloodshed and torture | |
| Made clear that they Vlad had to praise | |
| Eternal death to thee who had the nerv | |
| To not the voivod and inquisitor dread | |
| A servant of god... |