It's getting dark, better light the cadles quick!
Lock the Door and grab your crucifix!
A prayer won't save you tonight,
Nor garlic from Dracula's bite.
Evil lurks within your shadows, embrace the light,
Make it your refuge at midnight.
A goblet of your sorrow is enough to live through tomorrow.
Don't let your fear see your eyes,
Hope that you will see the sun rise...
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