Astoria - this is the vampirific story of
An undead love
1000 years and a day
On and on, sleep in your coffin with dead roses on
And only rising for a blood moon song
You drain your victims away
A crumbling mansion on a barren hill
Undying evil that dwells there still
Unwary travelers will disappear
In the fog of eternal fear
Ruling your minions in a corpse-white veil
Razor incisors and dirty claws for nails
Bats and rats and spiders, swarms of flies
And undead lovers with their feral eyes