Bela Lugosi’s Dead

Bela Lugosi’s Dead
White on white, translucent black capes
Back on the rack
Back on the rack
The bats have left the bell tower
The victims have all been bled
Red velvet lines the black box
The black box

Bela Lugosi's dead
Undead, undead, undead
The virginal brides file past his tomb
Strewn with time's, dead flowers
Bereft in deathly bloom
Alone in a darkened room
The Count, the Count
Bela Lugosi's dead
Undead, undead, undead
Undead, undead, undead, undead
Undead, undead, undead, undead
Undead, undead, undead, undead
Undead, undead, undead, undead
Undead, undead, undead, undead