Les Vampires des Catacombes

Our home runs deep beneath Parisian streets
Beg Mademoiselle, come out of the rain
As your blood still flows and your heart still beats
At your end I promise there’ll be no pain

We go underground because daylight burns
And normally feed on the cataphiles
Who come to rave, but get lost in the turns
They hide in passageways that run for miles

I knew when I read the lust in your thoughts
Tonight when I found you in the café
Thirst in our souls and murder in our hearts
A seasoned young girl from the cabaret

Don’t be afraid and never say never
The night is our time, we’ll live forever