We re the horniest boys
With the corniest ploys
Who take the easiest girls
To our sleaziest worlds

With our lecherous plans
In our treacherous hands
You d be wasting your time
Saying noit s a crime

All that we live for you ll regret
All you remember we ll forget

We are the dead of night
We re in the zombie room
We re twilight s parasites
With self-inflicted wounds

We are the dead of night
We re in the zombie room
Heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons

With our decadent minds
And our innocent lines
You ll be playing our games
With your bodies in flames

When delirious fun
Has seriously begun
You ll be down on your knees
You ll be begging us please

All we re demanding you ll supply
All we re accused of we ll deny

We are the dead of night
We re in the zombie room
We re twilight s parasites
With self-inflicted wounds

We are the dead of night
We re in the zombie room
Heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons

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