Besedila: Motionless In White. We Only Come Out At Night.

Paint your face, tonight we terrorize this town, coffin case, we gather, our time is now. Ten Thirty-one, we roam the streets in thirst for blood, it all begins. We are the children of the night and we are rising from the grave. To haunt you in your sleep and drink you from your neck. We only come out at night

(Thanks to Ian for these lyrics)