Within Romanian Castles Lays the count of Dracul And his three vampiric wives His carnal ghouls
Enter his fortress By your own free will The count welcomes you in Going in for the kill
Count Orlok Yearns for Transylvanian soil Count Orlok Released from his mortal coil Count Orlok Yearns for Transylvanian soil Count Orlok Release me from my mortal coil
You finally awaken And the rooms are free The Count is forsaken You can finally flee
You ponder the count And where he has risen However you surmount His fortress' prison
The Count goes on a trip To invade upon your home He gets off the ship And upon he roams
He is burnt by the English sun When he gets to your wife The Orlok tale is done But not before he takes her life!
You return home To beloved Mina It has almost been a year Since you last have seen her
You enter her room However something is wrong She has met her doom To the count's evil song
You cradle her remains In your arms so coarse It's such a shame That her soul is now a corpse
You lay there weeping As she no longer breathes The Count's no longer creeping Yet you still grieve
And grieve
Count Orlok Disintegrates as the church bell chimes Count Orlok Guilty of grievous crimesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
