Текст песни Heroin Paradise - Sweet Dreams of Bela Lugosi's Dead

White on white translucent black capes
Back on the back
Bela lugosi's dead
The bats have left the bell tower
The victims have been bled
Red velvet lines the black box
Bela lugosi's dead
Undead undead undead
The virginal brides file past his tomb
Strewn with time's dead flowers
Bereft in deathly bloom
Alone in a darkened room
The count bela lugosi's dead
Undead undead undead

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something