The Dracula won
In the battle of the nights
Sucking blood humans sacrifice
Under the bright moon
Where nights turning days
His little devils
Riding high spreading wings
Flying in the nights
Searching for preys
Willing to sell their souls
For silver of dollars
The rules of harmony
Shattered for greed of immortality
Into it the hell of fire
Burning for the sins
The Dracula sings
The songs of make believe
Under the moonlit nights
The greedy souls sacrifice
Don't lose your way
Of power and wealth
It is here the weakest soul dies
Into fire The Lord commands
So think about it
Before you sell your soul
For silver of dollars
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