Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vampire, artist - Blood Feast. Album song Kill For Pleasure, in the genre
Date of issue: 01.01.1990
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: New Renaissance
Song language: English
Vampire |
Sleep in the day, come out at night |
Trapped in coffin all locked up tight |
Chain won’t hold he’ll be free |
When he comes around take your wives and flee |
Looks upon you with his hypnotic gaze |
You feel your thoughts blur then daze |
Shows no reflection cause he is dead |
With his power he could crush your head |
Shed hate unto the world unending terror |
The bodies he’s slain fall on the heap |
Decaying remains they cried and they weep |
Prince of hell, vampire’s sleep |
He lurks in the shadows hides in the doors |
Seeking by smell it’s you he looks for |
The prince of the night lives by desire |
One bite from his teeth, plunge into fire |
Lust for the women always on his mind |
Three bites and they’re dead not enough time |
Only wants to eat warm flesh blood |
The dirty old man, but he feels no love |
Transforms his shape suit his needs |
Attitude charming wanting to please |
Some he kills out of lust and hunger |
Others he saves to be with forever |
When he comes around bar your windows up |
Won’t do any good he’ll break them down |
He’ll stop at nothing when blood’s around |
Gods seem useless not to be found |
Lock your windows bolt your doors |
He comes around you he looks for |
Scouring the grounds only at night |
If he sees the sun to dust on sight |
On bats wings he flies by the moon |
To rest by his crypts daylight is soon |
Back on his bed sheets of silk |
He’s filled with blood like mother’s milk |
Evil rules with sword of power |
To watch his slaves by the hour |
The kind to all forced exception |
Bought his way by deceit and deception |
Sits on his throne crown of thorns |
He wants all life even unborn |
They plot to kill they’re master |
If they fall pure disaster |
In daylight hours they come to the grave |
Armed with cross, stake and stave |
But he has moved predicted their thoughts |
So he kills again and this time they saw |
Follow him back to his hole in the ground |
Open the lid without a sound |
Pick up the stake, drive through his heart |
But by his death is only a start |