Belmondo's Theme
I can hear fate call my name
Within me burns Belmondo's flame
It pulls me from the deepest slumber
Through the night...I hear the thunder

The Count who takes the innocent blood
Dwells in the keep where good once stood
Corrupting the land which I hold so dear
Killing the brave...and bearing the fear

And so I leave for my final mission
Transylvania's fate hangs on this decision
With my morning star I step out of the light
To carry the battle...into the night

To slay the evil one is my grim task
For even now he shows his wrath
Every hundred years he will rise
And by Belmondo's hand...he must DIE!