| We know all the words of power | |
| All about the witching hour | |
| We know the reason why you're scared | |
| And here comes your nightmare | |
| Over your shoulder, honey, you don't wanna turn around | |
| Bring the night closer, we are gonna bring you down | |
| It's the times that we live in, erosion of the mind | |
| Easy to be cruel, hard to be kind | |
| When the mode of music changes | |
| The walls around the city shake | |
| Look into the face of danger | |
| We know how to make you break | |
| Over your shoulder, honey, right behind your back | |
| Make you a true believer, maybe give you heart attack | |
| We are what you made us, see what we can find | |
| Easy to be cruel, hard to be kind | |
| We can't help the way we feel | |
| We don't want to make a deal | |
| Look out, honey, use your head | |
| Might be murder in your bed | |
| Over your shoulder, honey, the face still shines | |
| Nobody you recognize, it isn't yours, it isn't mine | |
| See the mouth smiling and make the words rhyme | |
| Easy to be cruel, hard to be kind |