Dracula, rise my Lord,
Awaken from your bitter sleep.
The time has come once again,
To wreck your havoc on the land.
Castlevania - rise above!
Blacken out the sky!
Whoa-oh!
The castle in the sky.
Whoa-oh!
The signature of death.
Bitter death, demon hordes,
Bloodied skies untamed the land.
The time has come once again
To take out those that he demands.
Castlevania - rise above!
Blacken out the sky!
Whoa-oh!
The castle in the sky.
Whoa-oh!
The signature of death.
And every hundred years he rises from his grave
And he will not rest until the human race enslaved.
Unless a chosen one will stand up for the kill
And put evil to rest for another hundred years
Castlevania - rise above!
Blacken out the sky!
Whoa-oh!
The castle in the sky.
Whoa-oh!
The signature of death.