(Death is no prison to those who have given their souls to the Prince of Darkness.) You say to me What you wanna hear No one listens, no one cares I
(Now what is the force of the Anti-Christ, which in the last of these days has the greatest appeal to the lust of the flesh. There's no doubt whatsoever
Dye your hair black and wear it in your face Crawl onto a headstone And lie inside the grave Skip into the cemetery Let the morning come We don't mind
No one's watching, no one cares Living in the shadows of the pitiful world Time to (?), time to play (?) gets away (?) from the television Monster, monster
When you left We needed you you didn't care you didn't have to never saying goodbye Ohhh Where'd you go Oh Oh Oh living a lie Who am I? Who am I? Whoahhh
(Lo tenia, pero es increible, nadie puede resucitar, quiza robaron su cadaver) We know that you have secrets Because we have them too If you tell us
Bleed, all over me Bleed the heat inside your skin Bleed the hate you keep within Well, the pain that chokes the world Is the serpent crawling through
We know all your dirty secrets We have read your diary Mom and Daddy I'm so happy, Oh no In this house you are afraid In this house you are a slave In
Back in black its a heart attack devil in the mirror staring back nothing pure can come from it we will pull you, from your grave resurrection, in
(Can death be out-witted? Is the secret to eternal life just around that corner?) She's into the paranormal Black cats, and the occult Her parents put
Leather pressed i envy how you scream into your hands claw me hypnotic hybrid dreams the howls, they're only gonna be sung night seeps into light
Eyes down eyes stare watch your footsteeps watch your back bloodless lips they watch the sky as it unfolds creep alone with us tonight catch a glimpse
You always go out into the night when you come home you come home to a fight the things that you do make them so confused the thing that you do makes
Standing in the darkness Smoking cigarettes Looking through your window, waiting and watching When I woke up from the death, I was dug 6 feet under the
Spirits returns with laughs and chills Living zombies and graveyard thrills Smell and feel your flesh sizzle and sputter When being burned alive
Glass Shattering Fires burning Lovers are now dead and suffering I was born in this hell blazen earth I am in need of revenge Blood in my eyes blood
My sewn up lips by your black fingertips cold entwined and evermore openings and closing something u cant ever find vivid pumpkins grin in nines
Ten twenty eight two thousand and one the moon rose in the night shadows parted to shine down upon this little girl evening was born jack-o-lanters