It's the night of the living dead

All the children are tucked in bed

With the full moon I have a date

In my lycanthropitic state

I am afflicted I have been bitten

It's taking over me, lycanthropy

They devil's mark is tearing me apart

They cry of the wolf is taking over me

You'd better run you'd better hide

When you're a werewold no one's on your side

AAAHHOOOOOOOOO

When I was young I was attacked by the living dead

They made me into one of them

Tear the flesh from your face

Bury you in the coldest hell

Takeover your mind

For you it's the toll of the bell

AAAHHOOOOOOOOO