When the moon is full at night Lock your doors and windows tight Undead Hear a shriek from the blackest crow As they crawl from the coffins below Undead And the reason that they've come Is for the blood of your young Undead Undead Undead Undead
When the moon is full at night Lock your doors and windows tight Undead Hear a shriek from the blackest crow As they crawl from the coffins below Undead And the reason that they've come Is for the blood of your young Undead Undead Undead Undead