If you want to know how
to fly high, then go now
to the place where all the concubines
meet and converse with them,
marvel at their pale skin,
wonder how they chew on their pointy
teeth and hair are beauty,
they know it's their duty,
to be countess in their hearts and their
minds that have to whisper,
see in them a sister
look into their eyes and you'll be a
transylvanian concubine.
you know what flows here like wine.
stay with here us
it's just time.
transylvanian concubine.
sorrow is their master
cackling with laughter
now he's having just one piece of....
cakey is their make up
catholics try to shake up
all the things that form their lives, but they're
dead, their sighs, their songs
they know what they do is wrong
stay here with us,
it's just time.
transylvanian concubine.
candelabra's lighted,
satan has been sighted,
never has there been an evening like
this is what they wanted
always to feel hunted
you can never be too rich or too thin.
the blood has run out.
fangs ruin any cute pout.
morning has come now they've flown...
what have you learned from what has been shown?