In the dark castle, where shadows creep,
A vampire awakens from eternal sleep,
His name is Dracula, a fearsome lord,
Ruling over creatures with a wicked sword.
From Transylvania's land, he spreads his might,
A master of darkness, a creature of the night,
A brave Belmont hero emerges,
With whip in hand, Dracula's reign he purges
The renowned Vampire Killer, his ancestral right
Destroys all that's dark, with each swing and strike.
A blood pact binds him to this sacred tool
Only a Belmont can wield it, a weapon so cruel,
In the end, the Belmont's triumph is nigh,
As Dracula's reign crumbles, his power denied....