Bela Lugosi's Dead
Bauhaus
White on white translucent black capes
Back on the back
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
Bela lugosi's dead
Undead, undead, undead
Undead, undead, undead
The virginal brides file past his tomb
Strewn with time's dead flowers bereft in deathly bloom
Alone in a darkened room, the count
Bela lugosi's dead
Bela lugosi's dead
Bela lugosi's dead
Undead, undead, undead
Undead, undead, undead
Undead
Oh, bela, bela's undead