The Master’s Song Dracula the Musical (Ft. Euan Morton)

RENFIELD
Two years ago, I was minding my business
Tending my garden at sunrise
I heard a voice in my head that intrigued me
I answered yes; was I unwise?
Thus it began, all the long preparation he needed for his plan
He cannot enter without invitation and I was his man!

That's why I always know what he's thinking
I always know when he's drinking and from whom
When he slips in someone's room
Oh, yes! I always know who he's after
I hear his triumphant laughter in my head
When he finds some new well-bred undead

He sails across the seven seas
His ship cuts through the waves
And when the crimson moon comes up
He drinks the blood of slaves
We have waited long for the Master's song
And it's time to join in the chorus
Sing his song, sing it loud and strong
And the Master may give you new life!

SEWARD
Tell me, who is this master?
Isn't he a figment of your wild imagination?
This is what we doctors call a morbid aberration
I've seen this before