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