In the night, in the night curios and dark
Dracula is singing morbid songs a beowolf does bark
I can see an undead person crawling out of this grave
Sticking up his finger into his [bad word] and smells it brave
y none is laughing ha ha ha ha

Zombie, zombie zoo, don’t try to scream, can’t stop this dream
They [bad word] after you, zombie zombie zoo

Freezing cold and foggy [bad word] through my brain
The tales of morbid nothing Romeo and Juliette’s hate
I can see a necro bomb a priest does work 
On her a silly way of [bad word]  he never better learned.