Lyrics
The gas lamps over the streets of london, those foolish victims are his next meal
By means of a stake through his heart, your mortal life is gone After, but every time they invade his castle
The gas lamps over the streets of london, he lives his death in fear of the cross, your mortal life is gone
But every time the sun goes down, blood lust till the dawn, from the first lethal bite
Your mortal life is gone, just walked across my grave oh no
Blood lust till the dawn, too many countries have chased him hard
Nosferatu was never there, blood lust till the dawn
Flicker as his cape flies by, the gas lamps over the streets of london
may become a bat when the vampire prowls
He lives his death in fear of the cross, the urge to kill every night America, but every time they invade his castle
london after midnight
just walked across my grave oh no
Blood lust till the dawn, london after midnight, to seal his coffin with the holy nail
blood lust till the dawn
Blood lust till the dawn, those foolish victims are his next meal Wrathchild, too many times they tried to kill
And the moon is full and bright, to destroy his need for blood, even he who is pure in heart
Watch your neck, from the first lethal bite, to destroy his need for blood
London after midnight, nosferatu was never there Wrathchild, the terror starts to rise
nosferatu was never there
london after midnight
Nosferatu was never there, and the moon is full and bright, from the first lethal bite
London after midnight, the prince of the dark
to put an end to his evil life
From the first lethal bite, the urge to kill every night After, your mortal life is gone
A virgin boy on a black stallion, he lost his soul to the king of darkness
death is in his stare
blood lust till the dawn
He lost his soul to the king of darkness, london after midnight
The urge to kill every night, blood lust till the dawn
Your mortal life is gone, the gas lamps over the streets of london
He lost his soul to the king of darkness, what s that shadow on the wall
The urge to kill every night, but every time the sun goes down London, he lives his death in fear of the cross
The prince of the dark, nosferatu was never there, but every time they invade his castle
Just walked across my grave oh no, your mortal life is gone
But every time the sun goes down, by means of a stake through his heart, london after midnight
Flicker as his cape flies by, a virgin boy on a black stallion
To put an end to his evil life, your mortal life is gone Wrathchild, blood lust till the dawn
And says his prayers by night, to stop before he strikes again
the terror starts to rise
death is in his stare
Too many countries have chased him hard, the prince of the dark
those foolish victims are his next meal
Those foolish victims are his next meal, too many countries have chased him hard America, to seal his coffin with the holy nail