I've been awake in this house
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She's vanished... Like a phantasm
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The desperation is the mistress of my thoughts
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Slave of this house
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Slave of this nightmare
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All seems to be so alive and macabre
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Also my tears seem to live
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When are falling on my face
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The moon is covered from obscure clouds
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But I can see... Like the eyes of a bat
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Darkness wrap me in theis silence
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Into obscurity of this room
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I open the door... Walk in the passage
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And I take the cricifix in my hand
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Rooms... Stairs... And silence... Around me!!
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Perhaps... I'm alone... And I can escape
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From this mournful place
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All is closed... Doors and windows
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I'm condemned to wait her return
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I shall come back in my room
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I hear someone open the door
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She enter with sirene mien
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To say me "Good night" but before
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Coming out... She looks my cricifix...
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And she says:
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"The people of Transylvania
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Don't believe in this forms
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Of faith and idolatry"
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Ask me to remove my crucifix
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Then come out from my room
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I feel an asphyxiating sensation of fear
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Now I know of the danger
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I can't escape from the doors
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But only from the window of my room
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Within The Dark Domain
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Theatres Des Vampires |