izspúrušiem matiem, sejá ledains smaids -

The hunger inside given to me,
Makes me what I am
 Always it is calling me, for the blood of man...
 They say I cannot be this,
      I am jaded, hiding from the day.
 I can't bear,
         I cannot tame the hunger in me
 Oh, I say I did and always searching, you can't fuck with me....
 So instead you'll taste my pain....