Look out
Down in the catacombs
There's a secret kind of club
Where they write their messages in blood
Do what they say
Don't run away
Dragged down
Into the catacombs
Robbing from the grave sacrifice for their rituals
A subterranean madness
Don't freak out
They're coming after you
They prey upon the weak
Brainwashing those without a clue
Do what they say
Don't run away
Trapped down
Inside the catacombs
Tied down and bound
Your oath renounced
Blood spilled you're cursed
Your souls been earned
