Shadows, we hunt the streets Hired as freaks Cause she loves necromania Death, her pleasure Cause she loves necromania Black wits of leather Pure shadows Black knotted fingers Death, her pleasure Necromania We rise from the tomb Your flesh is our doom Screaming, chained with a crypt Too late, you can't resist Cause she loves necromania Death, her pleasure Cause she loves necromania Black wits of leather Pure shadows Black knotted fingers Death, her pleasure Necromania Death, her pleasure Necromania At last, so sweet, so dead We drink your final breath Touch your bloodlust and pain We need to kill again Cause she loves necromania Death, her pleasure Cause she loves necromania Black wits of leather Pure shadows Dark knotted fingers Death, her pleasure Necromania Pleasures of darkness Your soup is screaming Pure shadows Black knotted fingers