I¹m the cobwebbed stairs, the ancient bones
I¹m the shadow rippling cobblestones,
I¹m the stagnant swamp, the black lagoon
I¹m the branches scratching at the moon
I¹m the funeral service, the unknown mourner
I¹m the demon cowering in the corner
I¹m the sexton¹s spade, the new thrown clay
I¹m what¹s left when they walk away
I¹m the ebony coffin, satin lining
Pale thin lips in the back room dying
Pale thin lips in the back room dying
I¹m the walking dead, the fly by night
I¹m the last of the fading light
I'm the unbarred door, the open encasement
I¹m the stairs leading down to the basement
The four post bed, the let down hair
I¹m the cross that you forgot to wear
I¹m the highest voltage, the shining slab
The crack of midnight in the doctor¹s lab
I¹m the night before, the morning after
Echoing of the baron¹s laughter
Echoing of the baron¹s laughter
I¹m Jonathan Harker, I¹m Lucy¹s trance
Elegant count¹s hypnotic glance
I¹m the wooden mallet, the sharpened stake
I¹m the precautions you forgot to take
I¹m the mummy¹s curse, the passing bell
I¹m the fortune they wouldn¹t tell
I¹m pyromania, Transylvania I¹m out of breath,
I¹m worse than death
I¹m the late night air, exhilarating
I¹m with you in the darkness, waiting
Writer(s): Todd Barnes, Mike Roche, Ron Emory, Jack Grisham
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