Текст песни Misfits - Shandon

Misfits

In the middle of the night their spirit lives\nAir is getting sickly like a crypt\nWe’re living closed together in a big coffin\nWith the same insane idea\nIn days gone by we have heard they say\nBut the Misfits now are here — now are here\nIn the echoes of my mind I can hear them scream\nPervading horrifying everything\nBut if you wanna taste the fear\nYou’d better bow your head\nAnd wait for it