Beneath the pale Moon's eerie light
Spirits wail through endless night
Shadows whisper, cold and thin
The nightmare's curse shall now begin

In the forest, dark and deep
Where restless souls eternally weep
A curse of old, from silence creeps
To haunt the dreams of those who sleep

In the night of the damned
Haunted by a spectral hand
Eternal fear, forever grand
In the night of the damned

Tales of woe and whispered dread
Of those who walk among the dead
A banshee’s wail, a phantom's cry
Echoes through the midnight sky

From graves they rise, in death's disguise
Their hollow eyes see through the lies
A chilling touch, a ghostly prize
Awaits beneath the moonlit skies

In the night of the damned
Haunted by a spectral hand
Eternal fear, forever grand
In the night of the damned
In the night of the damned
Haunted by a spectral hand
Eternal fear, forever grand
In the night of the damned

In the night of the damned
Haunted by a spectral hand
Eternal fear, forever grand
In the night of the damned

When dawn arrives, the phantoms fade
Back to their eternal shade
But as the Sun sets once again
The night of the damned will rise, my friend

From graves they rise, in death's disguise
Their hollow eyes see through the lies
A chilling touch, a ghostly prize
Awaits beneath the moonlit skies

From graves they rise, in death's disguise
Their hollow eyes see through the lies
A chilling touch, a ghostly prize
Awaits beneath the moonlit skies

From graves they rise, in death's disguise
A cursed soul with naught to lose
Seeking peace but finding pain
In the endless night they shall remain