Halloween is the night
The legend says the ghost will rise
On Halloween they can't redeem
restless soul from an ancient scene
At the sound of the demon bell
Everything will burn to [bad word] Rise... rise... rise... It's Halloween
Rise... rise... The ghost will rise

Reconciled with the powers of darkness
He'll uncover a saint
You won't believe? See for yourself

I hear a bell
sound from [bad word]  the demon bell

I see a lightin' shadow in between the graves
Swinging his sword of hate towards the gates of Heaven
"Beelzebub, Astaroth...Bring me the Devil"
And as he says these words I can't believe my eyes

Upon a burnin' cross
The "Lord" Jesus, Satan's above
It must be a shame
To see the Lord fallin' again

Now rise, reconcile with the powers of darkness
Uncover a saint
You better believe or see for yourself