All of my heroes are six feet in the ground, and I can't believe it but I know their spirits are watching over me. In the castles, in the graveyards, on the foggy moors. I see them when I close my eyes good night. Good fright.
-My life went black and white-
Late at night, moon in the sky, I watch the damsels try to stay alive. Werewolves, vampires, unholy ghouls run fast and set them straight to attack. All my heroes are gone away yet the monsters are still here to stay.
LON CHANEY SHALL NOT DIE
LUGOSI LIVES ETERNAL
KARLOFF IS KING