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I first heard of Detur Sanguin In tales handed down from old. A man accursed with unquenchable thirst; A soul to the devil sold. He made a pact with a demon, For a lady’s heart to win. His lust was great, and it would seal his fate. Here’s where the legend begins. The lady’s hand had been promised To his eldest son to wed. It was a vow he would never allow… By morning his son was dead. But the wedding went on as planned. He said “I do” to his bride. He sold his life for to make her his wife, But when he kissed her, she died. Since that day centuries have passed. His legend told now and then. He prowls the night, as a demon in flight, Stalking the daughters of men. If you should take a moonlight stroll On a beach or city street. And golden hair flows like his lady fair, One day the two of you might meet. He is hunting for a victim, Who will satisfy his thirst. Another life, like his beloved wife; The one for whom he was cursed! You’ll hear the sound of leathern wings, And a cry of anguish grim. You’ll feel his breath, e’er a gruesome death. As he rends you limb from limb. If you have listened to this tale, And you wonder if it’s true, Best keep in mind, such thoughts can make you blind… The next victim could be you.

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A Tale From the Dark Side

I first heard of Detur Sanguin In tales handed down from old. A man accursed with unquenchable thirst; A soul to the devil sold. He made a pact with a demon, For a lady’s heart to win. His lust was great, and it would seal his fate. Here’s where the legend begins. The lady’s hand had been promised To his eldest son to wed. It was a vow he would never allow… By morning his son was dead. But the wedding went on as planned. He said “I do” to his bride. He sold his life for to make her his wife, But when he kissed her, she died. Since that day centuries have passed. His legend told now and then. He prowls the night, as a demon in flight, Stalking the daughters of men. If you should take a moonlight stroll On a beach or city street. And golden hair flows like his lady fair, One day the two of you might meet. He is hunting for a victim, Who will satisfy his thirst. Another life, like his beloved wife; The one for whom he was cursed! You’ll hear the sound of leathern wings, And a cry of anguish grim. You’ll feel his breath, e’er a gruesome death. As he rends you limb from limb. If you have listened to this tale, And you wonder if it’s true, Best keep in mind, such thoughts can make you blind… The next victim could be you.