The Dead of Night

We're the horniest boys

With the corniest ploys

Who take the easiest girls

To our sleaziest worldsWith our lecherous plans

In our treacherous hands

You'd be wasting your time

Saying no, it's a crimeAll that we live for

You'll regret

All you remember

We'll forgetWe are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

We're twilight's parasites

With self-inflicted woundsWe are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

Heavenly oversights

Eating from silver spoonsWith our decadent minds

And our innocent lines

You'll be playing our games

With your bodies in flamesWhen delirious fun

Has seriously begun

You'll be down on your knees

You'll be begging us pleaseAll we're demanding

You'll supply

All we're accused of

We'll denyWe are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

We're twilight's parasites

With self-inflicted woundsWe are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

Heavenly oversights

Eating from silver spoonsWe are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

We're twilight's parasites

With self-inflicted woundsWe are the dead of night

We're in the zombie room

Heavenly oversights

Eating from silver spoons

We are the dead of night