By The light of the moon Being called by the voices Having no fear Mary draws near Through the gates follow the light
Chorus: In the dead of night she can see everything that is summoned In the dead of night she can see them conspire In the dead of night she can feel all the death that surrounds her In the dead of Night she can feel their desire
Up on top of the hill Imminent demonic posession Shaking head turns, pale white skin burns Body contorts, cold as ice By The light of the moon Travel back to the mansion Evil will spawn just before dawn Through the fog the demon rides
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In The Dead of Night...summoned In The Dead of Night...conspire In The Dead of night she can feel all the death that surrounds her In The Dead of Night she can feel their desire
In the dead of night she can see In the dead of night Mary believes
In The dead of night, in the dead of night x 4 In The dead of night she can see everything that is summoned In The dead of night she can feel their desire