Vampire Baker - by Klecko

The bakery's old
The hallways cold
Condensation causing mold

On the baseboards
On the wall
Clock strikes midnight
The ovens call

I'm going to fly tonight
Going to fly tonight

Rule the world
While you sleep
So pray to God, your soul to keep

Bones are cold
Eyes are old
Seeing stories never told

At your tables
In your Malls
Clock strike midnight
Duty calls

I'm going to fly tonight
Going to fly tonight