“When the Count saw my face, his eyes blazed with a sort of demonaic fury, and he suddenly made a grab at my throat. I drew away, and his hand touched the string of beads which held the crucifix. It made an instant change in him, for the fury passed so quickly that I could hardly believe that it was ever there…” Bram Stoker – Dracula
Bauhaus – “Bela Lugosi’s Dead”
Concrete Blonde – “Bloodletting (The Vampire Song)”
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