13 acessos
From the coffin I rise
As mist fills the air I claim
Another tonight
Mr. Renfield I'll have your mind
Just look into these eyes
Obey or die!
Into your window I'll come
Eyes as red as your blood
Your neck does entice
I'll drink of you tonight
In the depths of my soul
I feel a passion for you
But I'd much rather lose control
Deep down I am cold
I feel a passion for you
But I'd much rather
Much rather drink of your blood!
From the coffin I rise
As mist fills the air I claim
Another tonight
Mr. Renfield I'll have your mind
Just look into these eyes
Obey or die!
Into your window I'll come
Eyes as red as your blood
Your neck does entice
I'll drink of you tonight
In the depths of my soul
I feel a passion for you
But I'd much rather lose control
Deep down I am cold
I feel a passion for you
But I'd much rather
Much rather drink of your blood!
Drink of your blood!