Vampire

Vampire

So many lies, until the day he died. They say he passed on, and now your money’s gone. It was all show, and now we all know. Yeah, nothing was the truth, lies mirrored his views.

He was a vampire, living on another man. He was a vampire, living on the blood of our land.

European empire, built on lies. We don’t even know yet, if he acted as a spy. He took away the dues, of the pensioners he mocked, he took away their life’s blood, and now they’re all in hock.

He was a vampire, living on another man. He was a vampire, living on the blood of our land. He was a vampire, living on another man. He was a vampire, living on the blood of our land.

And now they say he’s dead, but I am not too sure. Buried on a mountain, the land must be impure. If justice had been done, he’d be buried in the trash stead of living it up, on other people’s cash.

He was a vampire, living on another man. He was a vampire, living on the blood of our land. He was a vampire, living on another man. He was a vampire, living on the blood of our land.

Living on the blood of our land. Living on the blood of our land. Living on the blood of our land.