Tally ho

The coffins are open

Bony hands curse the fog

They rise above their graves – bloodthirsty souls

Their skin so pale and white

Their eyes of blackest black

Vampires of society are hunting through the land

Out of the night

Out of the dark

Sly from behind

They seek your fall

They enter your mind

They blind your eyes

They want you faceless

In their rows

They wanna feast upon your soul

You shall become one of their spawns

Soul cannibals on the prowl

Beware of their evil claws

Tally ho! Heads are gonna roll

They rule with a stonecold heart

Warlocks of the plot

Weak minds are their prey to gain power

Stand for what you are

And not what they want you to be

Stand strong and you’ll escape

Your brain’s lobotomy