Nosferatu With misguided souls so intent on my death My confidence grows as I draw in each breath The ones that pursue me don t know what they face So they keep on pursuing their suicidal chase One by one I ll crush them all I laugh as I watch their bodies fall They keep coming blindly on a foolish crusade They worship false crosses to earn divine aid With mortal mythology as their only defense As they stumble toward doom (their fear I can sense) Their sweet life s blood they offer as bait And tempt me to come let my hunger be sated But with their short lives they lack the time To realize the art - their skills refine An ominous chuckle escapes with a grin As I arise to feed again Though they think themselves hunters And that I am their prey They ll still fear the night As I sleep through the day control