| Song | The Draining Remix |
| Artist | Ancient |
| Album | God Loves the Dead |
| How deep is your sleep? That I may not interrupt your turbulent dreams? | |
| Disrupting the sanity of slumber, the vile and wretched creature from the Astral realm stands right before you. | |
| Purple mist slips through window | |
| Chovering above your miserable shape. | |
| "What turmoil spoils my evening Bliss?" | |
| A turmoil savor permeates your nostrils. | |
| Fright upon awakening your frigid cast paralyzed and spellbound. | |
| Fiery eyes piercing through your alarmed soul, as ethereal tentacles | |
| Penetrate the energy shield. It's the Draining, It's the draining, | |
| Draining, drainingææ.. | |
| How does it feel to be drained so feverishly? Fear carries a rather | |
| Exquisite taste. I only take as much to leave you terrified. My victims | |
| Shall become my bounded disciples. | |
| "As the satiated vapor disappears from sight, know that I may come again | |
| Some other dreary night." |
| How deep is your sleep? That I may not interrupt your turbulent dreams? | |
| Disrupting the sanity of slumber, the vile and wretched creature from the Astral realm stands right before you. | |
| Purple mist slips through window | |
| Chovering above your miserable shape. | |
| " What turmoil spoils my evening Bliss?" | |
| A turmoil savor permeates your nostrils. | |
| Fright upon awakening your frigid cast paralyzed and spellbound. | |
| Fiery eyes piercing through your alarmed soul, as ethereal tentacles | |
| Penetrate the energy shield. It' s the Draining, It' s the draining, | |
| Draining, draining.. | |
| How does it feel to be drained so feverishly? Fear carries a rather | |
| Exquisite taste. I only take as much to leave you terrified. My victims | |
| Shall become my bounded disciples. | |
| " As the satiated vapor disappears from sight, know that I may come again | |
| Some other dreary night." |