VAMPIRES ROAM IN BRADDOCK PARK
THEN WALK ALONG THE AVENUE
THEY TAKE THEIR TIME AND STALK THEIR PREY
YOU'LL NEVER SEE THEM WATCH
YOU'LL NEVER SEE THEM FOLLOW
YOU'LL FEEL A CHILL THEN TURN AROUND
BUT FEAR IS ALL YOU'LL EVER FIND
YOU WILL NOT SEE THEM HOVER
THEY CRUISE THE HALLS OF VAN BUREN HIGH
THEY TAUNT THE SLAVES OF CREEDMORE
SUCKING IN THEN SPEWING OUT
THEN SUCKING IN AGAIN
SUCKING IN ALL THEY WANT ~ THEY ALWAYS WONT
THEN WANT SOME MORE
YOU'LL THINK YOU'RE SAFE IN YOUR PADDED ROOM
YOU'LL WONDER HOW HE GOT IN THERE
HIS COLD BLUE STARE WILL STRIKE YOU DUMB
HIS COLD BLUE STARE WILL MAKE YOU NUMB
DON'T TRY TO MOVE ~ YOU'RE IN HIS WEB
HE'LL HAVE YOU NOW AND HAVE YOU THEN AND EVEN WHEN YOU THINK HE'S GONE
YOU HITCH A RIDE ON HILLSIDE
AND AS HE TAKES YOU IN
YOU ASK HOW FAR HE'S GOING
AND HE ANSWERS ~ ALL THE WAY
YOU WANT TO SCREAM BUT HAVE NO VOICE
YOU WANT TO DIE BUT HAVE NO CHOICE
YOU'RE ONE OF HIS ~ YOU'RE THE DEMON'S BRIDE
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