Оригинален текст
Green, Buckland
Evil mischievers, purveyors of sin
Metal messiahs d*mned to the end
Vampiric prelates, cardinals of cain
Bones in your closet, your pestilent kin
We writhe as we rock as we spin as we roll
By the light of the moon we lose all control
Alive and well and wicked as sin
Caustic and christless, best at their worst
The new unreligion, the electric church
Merchants of madness, plague dealers of old
Gangrenous, godless... the wolf in the fold
We writhe as we rock as we spin as we roll
By the light of the moon we lose all control
Alive and well and wicked as sin
We are the nightbreed revelling in pain
Tortured and tangled, still I remain!!!
We writhe as we rock as we spin as we roll
By the light of the moon we lose all control
Alive and well and wicked as sin!!!