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Within Romanian Castles

Lays the count of Dracul

And his three vampiric wives

His carnal ghouls

Enter his fortress

By your own free will

The count welcomes you in

Going in for the kill

Count Orlok

Yearns for Transylvanian soil

Count Orlok

Released from his mortal coil

Count Orlok

Yearns for Transylvanian soil

Count Orlok

Release me from my mortal coil

You finally awaken

And the rooms are free

The Count is forsaken

You can finally flee

You ponder the count

And where he has risen

However you surmount

His fortress' prison

The Count goes on a trip

To invade upon your home

He gets off the ship

And upon he roams

He is burnt by the English sun

When he gets to your wife

The Orlok tale is done

But not before he takes her life!

You return home

To beloved Mina

It has almost been a year

Since you last have seen her

You enter her room

However something is wrong

She has met her doom

To the count's evil song

You cradle her remains

In your arms so coarse

It's such a shame

That her soul is now a corpse

You lay there weeping

As she no longer breathes

The Count's no longer creeping

Yet you still grieve

And grieve

Count Orlok

Disintegrates as the church bell chimes

Count Orlok

Guilty of grievous crimes