Highgate Vampire کے بول

Awoken from the dead Rises from his grave Gold hypnotic stare He spreads a silence there Lay like a corpse Neath the demon's force Through the deadness Of the night Grinded fangs Tormenting pangs Her veins are all dry A lady to dine Her blood is like wine Frozen terror Eats delicate flavor The crime must fall Start the hunter call Woman was found Walks on the twilight path Fearful of lights Bad-over bites Highgate London's night Delight of fright Highgate Since all decades Still haunted Highgate vampire The Moon is my Sun And the night is my day Blood is my life And you are my prey! Highgate London's night Delight of fright Highgate Since all decades Still haunted Highgate vampire