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Enter the night |
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Which gives him the might |
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Over lives of the morthals |
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And give life eternal |
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He is the undead |
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Condemned to the living death |
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And eternal hunger |
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For living blood |
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He commands the winds |
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And the powers of the storm |
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He leads the force of the darkness |
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And the beasts of the earth |
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He's the prince, prince, prince of the night |
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He is the last, last, last of his kind |
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He stalks at the nights |
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And rests at the daytime |
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Gaining his power |
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In his vampire's box |
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He appears as a mist |
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Deeper than nightfog |
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With deathlike silence |
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Vanish he will |
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He's the prince, prince, prince of the night |
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He is the last, last, last of his kind |
