

(ahhhh) Eight thousand winters ago,
the lineage was born
A pact in the dust,
the veil of nature torn
Seline sold her soul for the siren song While Silas drank the
cure where the shadows belong
Oh, the bloodlines run,
through the centuries they crawl
From the ancient mud of Malivore,
we watch the empire fall
One thousand years of hunger,
a single family's crest
Always and forever, we lay the past to rest
Katerina fled across the cold northern state
While brothers in Virginia sealed their bitter fate
Stefan walked the darkness,
Damon lost his light
Counting down the centuries in the quiet night
Hope arises from the ash of the three
To break the final seal of history (ahhhh)