Look outside your window, when the clock strikes twelve
Evil zombies staring at you, and evil seems to dwell
The power of darkness, the warriors of hell
The power of darkness, is casting its spell
The clock strikes twelve, feel the terror in your heart
As you wander through the dungeons, no escaping the dark
The power of darkness, is casting its spell
The power of darkness, the warriors of hell
The power of darkness, is casting its spell
The dead are really walking now