Van Helsing:
Now close your eyes, your pretty eyes -
The evening sun is sinking.
And you can feel the things he feels,
and only you can give a voice
to the thoughts
in the mind of the waking un-dead.

Dracula:
Oh, it's dark.
I hear the sound of water still...

Mina:
I hear the sound of water still -
But water passing through the land.
Cut along
The [bad word] past my head
I hear voices, but what's being said
is not something I understand.
Something else...
There's something else I can't quite hear...

Dracula:
Just let me whisper in your ear:
I'll be waiting for you!

Van Helsing:
Go on, go on - [bad word] you!
Tell me what's there in your mind!

Mina:
Sorry,
What is it you're saying?
What have I said?
What have I done?
I was asleep.

Van Helsing:
I beg you, please!
Forgive me, please!
But every daqn and sun-set
We have this chance -
One fleeting chance
when only you can give a voice
to the thoughts
in the mind of the waking un-dead.