
PRINCE'S OLD (Dracula's Solo)
PRINCE'S OLD (Dracula's Solo) [Introduction] (Low cello chord, wind howling in the distance. The church organ begins to play a slow, fateful theme.) [Verse 1 - Dracula: Deep, echoing baritone] A crimson ball... it sinks beneath the peaks, A bruised purple sky... the peace my soul seeks. Cold since the beginning of time... my blood begins to hum, A hunter awakens... an ancient thirst has come. [Chorus - Powerful and soaring] I am a shadow... rising from the forest, Prince of darkness... misunderstood. I glide with dignity... like an unnatural flame, Centuries of sorrow... engraved in my name! [Bridge - Whispering and intense] A conscious traveler... whistling in the night, Soon you will know... the beauty of terror. But wait... a golden crack... within the frozen blue, A light I never knew... calls me to you. [Outro] (The orchestra fades. Only the heartbeat remains: Still-still... Still-still...) Tonight's sacrifice... is more than blood. It is... the truth.

