The castle

The castle

High upon the craggy hillside, a Gotic castles looms, endless rooms in darkness, full of dread and doom

All through the daytime, the villagers just mill around, when the sun begins to set, there's no one to be found

Hiding in their houses, with crosses on their doors, garlic on the windows, fear strikes them to their core

For night time belongs to him, he hunts from inside the castle deep, they try to stay awake at night, in case inside he tries to creep

So many villagers go missing, the village know their dead, taken by the Prince of darkness, stole right from their bed

He loves the village virgins, those who haven't bled, he seduces them then takes them, he loves sex before he's fed

Sometimes he finds one whose special, he won't take her life, he will simply turn her, she becomes a Vampire wife

Living in perpetual darkness, she'll never see a rising sun, she will live forever, now her Vampires life begun

In the village hall they gather, something must be done, they must attack the castle, at the rising of the sun

Burning torches, with hammers and stakes in hand, their gonna storm the castle, to regain sacred land

To fight and kill the Vampires, burn the castle to the ground, free this land from tyranny, together castle bound

Ron