Enter the night   Which gives him the might   Over lives of the morthals   And give life eternal   He is the undead   Condemned to the living death   And eternal hunger   For living blood   He commands the winds   And the powers of the storm   He leads the force of the darkness   And the beasts of the earth      He's the prince, prince, prince of the night   He is the last, last, last of his kind      He stalks at the nights   And rests at the daytime   Gaining his power   In his vampire's box   He appears as a mist   Deeper than nightfog   With deathlike silence   Vanish he will      He's the prince, prince, prince of the night   He is the last, last, last of his kind