Dracula - Running Wild

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