Opera IX - Bela Lugosi's Dead Lyrics
White on whitetranslucent black capesback on the rack.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 bridesfile past his tomb,strewn with time's dead flowers,bereft in deathly bloom,alone in a darkened roomthe count.Bela Lugosi's dead.Undead Undead Undead.Oh Bela, Bela's undead