Enter the night

Which gives him the might

Over lives of the morthals

And give life eternal

He is the undead

Condemned to the living death

And eternal hunger

For living blood

He commands the winds

And the powers of the storm

He leads the force of the darkness

And the beasts of the earth



He's the prince, prince, prince of the night

He is the last, last, last of his kind



He stalks at the nights

And rests at the daytime

Gaining his power

In his vampire's box

He appears as a mist

Deeper than nightfog

With deathlike silence

Vanish he will



He's the prince, prince, prince of the night

He is the last, last, last of his kind