Dragula

Dead I am the one Exterminating son

Slipping through the trees strangling the breeze

Dead I am the sky watching angels cry

While they slowly turn conquering the worm

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dig through the ditches

Burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dead I am the pool spreading from the fool

Weak and want you need nowhere as you bleed

Dead I am the rat feast upon the cat

Tender is the fur dying as you purr

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Do it baby Do it baby

Do it baby Do it baby

Dead I am the dog hound of hell you cry

Devil on your back I can never die

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Do it baby Do it baby

Do it baby Do it baby

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula