| Dusk, I rule the night
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| And rest by the light of the day
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| Blood, I thirst the blood of the corpses
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| That befall me
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| I, I have a lustful need to kill
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| Deep in my heart
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| You, you are the victim I’ve chosen
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| To prey upon
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| And every night
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| You’ll feel my bite
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| You won’t be scarred
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| So be prepared
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| To feel the pain
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| Your life I drain
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| And then we’ll be
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| Baptized in blood
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| I am the prince of darkness
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| Bow before me
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| Fall, succumb to my trance
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| And be mine for eternity
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| Time, centuries have come and gone
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| But still I remain
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| Black, yes, I am the dark
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| That puts the light to shame
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| And every night
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| You’ll feel my bite
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| You won’t be scarred
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| So be prepared
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| To feel the pain
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| Your life I drain
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| And then you’ll be
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| Baptized in blood
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| Trapped in my web of terror
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| I gloat as you squirm
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| Drooling with anticipating
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| Catastrophic implications
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| The ripping of your flesh
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| The blood I’ve longed to taste
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| To quench my thirst, no time to waste
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| The life you spill I’ll drink with haste
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| Larry/André solo
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| Wait, patiently stalking my time
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| To strike again
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| Fate, plea as you may
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| But none can save you now
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| Dawn, the only enemy
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| That time has placed on me
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| Back, back to the crypt
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| That houses my undead soul
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| And every night
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| You’ll feel my bite
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| You won’t be scarred
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| So be prepared
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| To feel the pain
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| Your life I drain
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| And then we’ll be
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| Baptized in blood |