I am a stranger un-welcomed by many, but know by all br I’m not short in stature some might even call me tall br Some never know I’m there until my fragrance catch’s their attention br Most would never even tell a soul I’m never to be mentioned br br My long black cape hangs from my feet to my head br Along with Its satin interior hand sewn in shades of blood red br My shoes they are made from the finest of leather br Colored from the wings of the ravens feather br br My cane too many may appear a bit like a crutch br I simply think it adds a classical touch br With its silver head and it’s piercing red eyes br Shaped like a human’s skull, are you surprised? br br My black pants and white silk shirt seem never out of place br Always the gentleman, movement’s silent but full of grace br The ring on my finger to you makes very little sense br But back in Transylvania it says I’m a prince br br Pale light skin that’s cold to the touch br See I don’t get out in the light of the day that much br Young but elegant with coal black hair br A debonair gentleman with a hypnotic stare br br I have a way with the ladies such a sweet caress br I have very few gentlemen friends I must confess br In Transylvania they say I am quite spectacular br For I am known to them as the one they call Draculabr br Poison 9901br br