On a winter's cold and frosty morning she came Eyes were glowing red to all that looked at them What did she see, it was not me And in her hand were coins of three On her crooked back, the sack of crops she'd sewn Beneath the harvest tree, she stood there all alone And in her eyes, saw her disguise An evil woman tell's no lies Here comes the Vampire Circus Come taste warm blood from her kiss Enter the death wall of mirrors You'll die in Vampire Circus The woman passing steals from dead men's eyes The sickly village taken by surprise What do they need, the count is freed On little children they all feed Here comes the Vampire Circus Come taste warm blood from her kiss Enter the death wall of mirrors You'll die in Vampire Circus