A Visit From The Count

[Verse 1]
When the sun goes down and the moon comes out
And the wolves of the forest howl
And a vampire needs to rise and feed
He plans a little outing to the town
Well, he slicks his hair and he leaves his lair
A mighty castle in the clouds
And the folks all know in the town below
To ready for a visit from the count

[Verse 2]
There’s a cross on the door
A sigil on the floor
Everything around us that we know he hates
Stakes of wood are always good
Can never be too careful with a reprobate
There’s a mirror on the wall
Garlic in the hall
Holy water in a great amount
And we guard our necks so we don’t get wrecked
While we ready for a visit from the count

[Chorus]
This is our land, our pride, our blood, our lives
And here we either stand or we will die
We can’t allow our town to fall, we vow
No one’s getting bled tonight!

[Verse 3]
With a wave so grand of his bony hand
Four demonic steeds
Bring his carriage ‘round and they pound the ground
And their off at lightning speed
There is no time to spare
Now we prepare
Racing with the sand inside the hour glass
We will have to run to make sure we’re done
Before he makes it through the Borgo Pass

[Chorus]
This is our land, our pride, our blood, our lives
And here we either stand or we will die
We can’t allow our town to fall, we vow
No one’s getting bit tonight!

[Verse 4]
Don’t you think it’s strange and a bit deranged
That the prettiest girls in town
Were full of will ’til they all fell ill
And now all three are underground?
We will go to their tombs
There we’ll exhume
Every single one of them on hallowed ground
We will chop the heads to insure they’re dead
No one’s getting married to the Count!

[Chorus]
This is our land, our pride, our blood, our lives
And here we either stand or we will die
We can’t allow our town to fall, we vow
No one’s getting bled tonight!

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
This is our land, our pride, our blood, our lives
And here we either stand or we will die
We can’t allow our town to fall, we vow
No one’s getting bled tonight!

[Verse 5]
The vampire coach makes a harsh approach
Into our humble town
And the Count alights like he has the right
To soil our sacred ground
We will meet him there, fist in the air
Standing proudly as we will stare him down
This unholy lout should never doubt
We’re ready for a visit from the
Never for a minute wonder
Ready for a visit from the Count
We’re ready for a visit from the Count!