โหลดเพลง mp3 Vampire - Rigor Mortis

Vampire - Rigor Mortis/Mike Scaccia/Bruce Corbitt/Casey Orr
Black is the night full is the moon
Picking the flesh from my teeth

The thick fog rises midnight is soon

Prowling the streets stalking for meat
As the necrophiliac

You cannot hide because I will find you

And you will rot

Approaching my victim I make my advance
My eyes have her entranced

With hands cold as death and skin white as bone

Fangs are injected draining her blood
The whore lies in pain
With ripped out tendons and the marks of hell

She will rot

The thick fog is rising

Up to the moon

The coffin opens

And I am the one who rises from the grave
To drink the blood of the living

Feeding the maggots left over flesh

It's frightening to know that I am dead

And as the prince of hell

I'm calling you

Blood on the floor blood in my mouth
I love the taste of death

Decaying afterbirth falls from her face

To all of you people who do not believe
I'm my sorcery from hell
Held in my bondage and tortured to death

And you will rot

You will rot

You will rot

You will rot