Cold, black hearts,
Intertwining within a soulless abyss,
Of war,
Reigning over all
In its path,
Spreading hell and damnation.
Anti-protagonistic,
Three,
All of Hellsing,
And of powers,
Demonic.
And as the damnation spreads,
So does the plague of vampirism
That all norms of Europe,
Ceased to believe in.
Before,
The crosses fell,
And the swastikas rose.