Transylvania Terror Train

Drive, conductor, drive

White knuckles on the wheel

And the smell of black coal

With a hundred miles of track

And the wind at your back

With a sleeper car full of dead souls

Fly, death angels, fly

From the dining car to the bar

Where every neck is slit

Where the blood runs in drips

From travelers both near and far

On this Terror Train

This Terror Train

This Transylvania Terror Train

Scream, lonely screams

As the train screeches to a halt

So that old whistle blows

Into that haunted depot

Getting on that train was all your fault

On this Terror Train

This Terror Train

This Transylvania Terror Train

Drive, conductor, drive

White knuckles on the wheel

And the smell of black coal

With a hundred miles of track

And the wind at your back

With a sleeper car full of dead souls

On this Terror Train

This Terror Train

This Terror Train

This Terror Train

On this Terror Train

This Terror Train

On this Transylvania Terror Train