DRACULA Sa nul atengeti! V-am dat un ordin! Nati vrut sal teniti! I told you this man belongs to me! BRIDES We need him now Give him to us You must feed us Are we to have nothing tonight? DRACULA Have I ever let you down? I brought something from the town I've always understood your hunger And once I'm finished with this k** You might kiss him at your will He will make us all grow younger Take your bundle and leave me! There is work to be done BRIDE 1 Unless my ears deceive me Someone's after us This is some mothers son! DRACULA Ah the children of the night Those who hide themselves from light Can you not hear there secret music? I am their master, the boyar I summon them from near and far To make intoxicating music But it's time now to leave them I must follow my plan I shall have to bereave them I need pastures new, what I'm needing is... Fresh blood to revive me, fresh blood in my veins No one will survive me, in those dark Soho lanes! When I breathe your English air I'll be a stranger everywhere No one will recognize my features I'll go out hunting all night long Just one more pale face in the throng Turning them all into my creatures Here the people all fear me Their defenses are strong They refuse to come near me I need pastures new, what I'm needing is... Fresh blood on my pillow, don't call it a sin A mere peccadillo, two punctures in the skin! You and your mina, will live forever You'll do my bidding; you will taste the terror in the streets! BRIDES Im mortesme, nosferatu DRACULA Blood's a meager sacrifice A most reasonable price For all the riches I am giving We are the children of the night And we must hide ourselves from light But we must feast upon the living We can take our slow pleasures We won't run out of time Inexhaustible treasures London's full of them, I can sense it! Fresh blood to restore me, wild nights by the Thames Fresh blood waiting for me, and countless requiems! Fresh blood running through me, I'll bleed London dry Fresh blood will renew me, and I shall never die!