The
old vampires
They
never want to die
They
still hanging by the thread
Believing
they will stay forever
The
hide-out has been known
In
the dark corridor sniffing away
They
can't stand the thought
Standing
right under the sun
Oh
dear what will become of us?
We
can't stand the sun whole day!
It
will burn our skin in ashes
We
must build shades now!
The
old vampires
The
gang of zombies run
Into
the wild to the sun
Each
will sacrifice no chance to survive
But
the old vampires
It's
time to expose and hunt
They
shouldn't be allowed to stay
They
will milk us dry to the ground
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