Satanic Rites Of Drugula
Clawing from the grave, my batwings spread
Their blood filled with drugs, so high, so dead
Your dope laced blood shows me new highs
Bloodlust, druglust, Count Drugula arise
Strung out on blood I hunt the streets at night
Terror from the sky, in batform, I strike
Your naked body dragged to my darkened crypt
I tie you up, dope you up then your blood I sip
Drugula
Autor(es): Electric Wizard / Justin Oborn