Drink of Your Blood - Silent Horror

From this 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 this 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!

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!