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In the mist of a London night
The beast has come to prey
Run for cover, be near your lover
And face the judgment day
Beady eyes, frantic cries
Screams of agony
Take hold of the cross
Fear your loss
Vampire in the street
Hold on, pray hard, thereâs blood on your door
No use, heâs loose, heâs coming for more
In the bed of clay and dirt
He sings his lullaby
On the shores of foreign lands
He fears the sunny skies
Bloody fangs, rattling chains
Stale the smell of doom
Insatiable thirst, fear the worst
Catch him in his tomb
Hold on, pray hard, thereâs blood on your door
No use, heâs loose, heâs coming for more
God sends down his angels fast
Revenge for satanâs deeds
A fist of strength and a kick in the ass
Is what the devil needs
Wooden stake, earth will quake
Drive it through his heart
Screams from hell, the banshee yells
But thatâs only the start
Hold on, pray hard, thereâs blood on your door
No use, heâs loose, heâs coming for more
- Album:
- The Rebirth