Текст песни
Late night tolls the bell, the full moon's glowing bright
The Count's 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 Pope became so parched, longing for relief
Declining urgent needs, bringing on black 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 the high and silver stream
He is the final of your dream
He just arises from his dark and lonely grave
He lets his longing grow to turn it to 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 the high and silver stream
He is the final of your dream
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, the sunlight's rising
The count returns to his lonely grave
The Count he lays down to rest now
His hunter knows what to do
Topor is stayed in position
He drives it through his heart now
The Count's unholiness just starts to fall apart
A dirty 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 the high and silver stream
He is the final of your dream
He spreads his wings to fly on the high and silver stream
He is the final of your dream
He's going to hell
Caught in his spell
He's torn apart
His broken heart