Текст: Misfits. American Psycho. From Hell They Came.

in the night i hear voices calling they seem to speak my name glowing bright i see the eyes of demons reaching up beyond the grave and i think from hell they came oh, i think from hell they came i think from hell they came oh, i think from hell they came dark the night their cries so lonely feel their need inside i can't fight this eternal longing feast on flesh, these ghouls tonight and i think from hell they came oh, i think from hell they came i think from hell they came oh, i think from hell they came oh whoa-oh whoa-oh oh in the night i hear voices calling they seem to speak my name glowing bright i see the eyes of demons reaching up beyond the grave and i think from hell they came oh, i think from hell they came i think from hell they came oh, i think from hell they came