1:
Goth’s undead! Look in my eyes!
Goth’s undead! Believe, believe me!
Angel’s darkness in my mind.
Angels of death. You can see.
Goths right here. They’re part of us.
In the night they’ll cut your craps.
Goth’s undead! So fuck you, assholes,
Goth’s in me. You see it now.

Chorus:
Screaming monsters right beside me,
In my head cross shining brightly.
Vampires, werewolves live in real,
And they’re hungry – you can hear.
Fiery horses with black manes,
Silver thorns on our chains.
Goth’s undead – my clothes is black.
Can’t believe? So, you can check.
Goth’s undead! Goth’s undead!
RC B will prove you that!

2:
Goth’s undead! Shame on who said that!
Goth’s undead! It’s time to scare!
It’s time to keep your children out,
It’s time to excommunicate!
Goth’s undead! Those tombs for techno!
You’re too early passed us by!
Goth’s undead, and now we’re ethnos.
And we’ll never, NEVER die!!!
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