Who turned off all the lights
Turned my days into nights
And my nights into hell on this land
Why would angels attack
Thought they covered my back
Guess it\'s all on my own I must stand
As they leave on the wing
A banshee starts to sing
Her alarm wakes the ghouls from their sleep
The flesh falls from the bone
They won\'t come here alone
Now that death has his victim to reap
It\'s a crowded affair
As they climb up the stair
Shuffling closer so eager to feast
I can\'t take anymore
As they crash through the door
Headed up by the blood curdling beast
Though they\'re damned by a curse
Seems I\'d just make things worse
There\'s no love that they feed on left here
With a sniff they turn back
Should be glad that I lack
The compassion so many hold dear