Under the cover of darkness, the moon beckons the children of the night
A sinister darkness envelopes the mausoleum they reside in
Our kith, kin, brethren of the shadows, embrace your primal, predatory nature
Seduce, entice, mesmerise your mortal prey into submission
Feast upon the lifeforce, the essence of the innocent, impressionable foolish mortals
Beguile, hypnotize your willing companion, take them by the hand and lead them to your coffin
Lay them down in an eternal, deathless sleep and give them your immortal kiss of death

The Brides of Dracula have risen, they seek to consume the souls of the living
They lure the curious with their deathly pallor, and ethereal beauty
Those that are seeking communion with their kind, the kindred spirits of the undead
Their otherworldly allure is irresistible, seductive and possess a fatal charm to the unaware
Don't venture to far, alone at night, for you shall fall prey to an undead fiend
Bloodthirsty and lustful for your quivering flesh, for your rich, warm blood pumping in your veins.