There exists the legend from long ago
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That during fullmoon time
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The count of vampires rises again
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In the dark forlorn castle.
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And awoken by the moonlight
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He calls up vampires with
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Wolve howling
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To a new blood celebration,
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From the vault, where he's been
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esting for years.
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On hearing this call, his servants
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Hurry into the castle.
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And to have a feast they
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Carry live people.
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And pour blood in the cups,
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It flares up like a flame...
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I would like to have a drink
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Of human blood at this ball...
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Vampires' Castle
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Apraxia |