歌曲 | Dracula |
歌手 | Running Wild |
专辑 | Shadowmaker |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Midnight tolls the bell, the full moon’s glowing bright | |
The counts awakening, the creature of the night | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there's danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
The throat became so parched, longing for relief | |
Declining urgent needs, bringing on the grief | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there's danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
He spreads his wings to fly on a high and silver stream | |
He is the final of your dream, Dracula! | |
He just arises from his dark and lonely grave | |
He lets his longing grow to turn into its slave | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there's danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
He spreads his wings to fly on a high and silver stream | |
He is the final of your dream, Dracula! | |
The open window, he's gonna slide in | |
Innocent sleep and he's ready to bite | |
Sucking the blood, injecting the poison | |
Vitality fades to become undead | |
The morning breaks, sunlight is rising | |
The count returns to his lonely grave | |
The count he lays to rest now | |
His hunter knows what to do | |
To put a stake in position | |
He drives it through his heart now! | |
The counts unholyness just starts to fall apart | |
A tragic character with a damned but lonely heart | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there's danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
He spreads his wings to fly on a high and silver stream | |
He is the final of your dream, Dracula! | |
He's going to hell | |
Caught in his spell | |
He's torn apart | |
His broken heart |
Midnight tolls the bell, the full moon' s glowing bright | |
The counts awakening, the creature of the night | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there' s danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
The throat became so parched, longing for relief | |
Declining urgent needs, bringing on the grief | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there' s danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
He spreads his wings to fly on a high and silver stream | |
He is the final of your dream, Dracula! | |
He just arises from his dark and lonely grave | |
He lets his longing grow to turn into its slave | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there' s danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
He spreads his wings to fly on a high and silver stream | |
He is the final of your dream, Dracula! | |
The open window, he' s gonna slide in | |
Innocent sleep and he' s ready to bite | |
Sucking the blood, injecting the poison | |
Vitality fades to become undead | |
The morning breaks, sunlight is rising | |
The count returns to his lonely grave | |
The count he lays to rest now | |
His hunter knows what to do | |
To put a stake in position | |
He drives it through his heart now! | |
The counts unholyness just starts to fall apart | |
A tragic character with a damned but lonely heart | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there' s danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
He spreads his wings to fly on a high and silver stream | |
He is the final of your dream, Dracula! | |
He' s going to hell | |
Caught in his spell | |
He' s torn apart | |
His broken heart |
Midnight tolls the bell, the full moon' s glowing bright | |
The counts awakening, the creature of the night | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there' s danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
The throat became so parched, longing for relief | |
Declining urgent needs, bringing on the grief | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there' s danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
He spreads his wings to fly on a high and silver stream | |
He is the final of your dream, Dracula! | |
He just arises from his dark and lonely grave | |
He lets his longing grow to turn into its slave | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there' s danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
He spreads his wings to fly on a high and silver stream | |
He is the final of your dream, Dracula! | |
The open window, he' s gonna slide in | |
Innocent sleep and he' s ready to bite | |
Sucking the blood, injecting the poison | |
Vitality fades to become undead | |
The morning breaks, sunlight is rising | |
The count returns to his lonely grave | |
The count he lays to rest now | |
His hunter knows what to do | |
To put a stake in position | |
He drives it through his heart now! | |
The counts unholyness just starts to fall apart | |
A tragic character with a damned but lonely heart | |
Oh the night, beware of the night | |
When there' s danger in sight, beware of the night | |
He is out there! | |
He spreads his wings to fly on a high and silver stream | |
He is the final of your dream, Dracula! | |
He' s going to hell | |
Caught in his spell | |
He' s torn apart | |
His broken heart |