Children Of The Night – Calabrese – letras

Dye your hair black and wear it in your faceCrawl onto a headstoneAnd lie inside the graveSkip into the cemeteryLet the morning comeWe don’t mindWe don’t careThe time has begun!Why go home?You’re not wanted thereStay with us tonightSmoke your cigarettes andTalk about those things that scare youWe will feed all your fearsChildren of the night