Symphony Of Terror Lyrics - Jag Panzer

[lyrics by Harry Conklin] 

With the curse of death he stands 

In the darkness cold and black 

Looking over the lands preparing his attack 

Hunger nagging at his belt 

Spreading his wings far and wide 

To sail across the countryside 

The impaler is known to everyone around 

He'll sneak into your room at night 

And feast without a sound 

He's a mysterious figure in black 

Roaming the city bringing death 

Pestilence from rats invaders by the score 

Plaguing the people with disease 

Running scared nowhere to go and nowhere to hide 

Running through the woods and over the countryside 

Must escape this nightmare, put an end to this dream 

Let us come together, put an end to all his schemes. 

Nosferatu is his name and he's spreading his curse 

'Cross the land, feel his eyes take your soul 

Heed my words, run if you can [Repeat]