a bloodline charged
with ridding dracula from the land
they never fail to do so
except dracula has his hand
upon the dark art of necromancy
and a grasp betwixt the times in which
he lives and dies and lives again

born to die in vain
to rid a curse insane
frivolous time serene
the curse returns again

a whip in hand
and holy water strapped to the belt
a sharpened wooden cross
impaled black heart, sure death is dealt
time and again
the vicious cycle repeats once more
for the belmonts, dracula laughs
in their face and gives them what for

born to die in vain
to rid a curse insane
frivolous time serene
the curse returns again

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