Dragula (Live)

Superstition fear and jealousy

Dead I am the one exterminating son

Slipping through the trees strangling the breeze

Dead I am the sky watching angels cry

While they slowly turn conquering the worm

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dead I am the pool spreading from the fool

Weak and what you need nowhere as you bleed

Dead I am the rat feast upon the cat

Tender is the fur dying as you purr

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Do it baby do it baby

Do it baby do it baby

Burn like an animal

Dead I am the life dig into the skin

Knuckle crack the bone twenty one to win

Dead I am the dog hound of hell you cry

Devil on your back I can never die

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Do it baby do it baby

Do it baby do it baby

Burn like an animal

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula

Dig through the ditches

And burn through the witches

I slam in the back of my

Dragula