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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 out
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 abberation
I've seen this before

Renfield:

I can't speak of the Master.
You must understand that all of this is confidential
Take my word for it preparedness is quintessential
I'm ready, I'm ready and soon I'll be free!
I'll be free!

The schooner runs before the storm
The crew is all below
The captain fights to steer a course
The Master strikes him so!

Trust me! I always know what he's thinking!
I always know when he's sinking those sharp teeth
I know where to send the wreath!

Master! They think a locked door prevents you
You're on your way, I can sense you through the window, through the grating, through the floorboards, through the fanlight
comes the mist

And your kiss!

Master, they think a locked door prevents you.

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