| Song | Hallows Victim (Exhumed) |
| Artist | Saint Vitus |
| Album | C.O.D. |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Chandler | |
| Panic in the air | |
| Ghostly apparitions | |
| Awaken to the call | |
| Making your skin crawl | |
| Incense,tambourines | |
| All you see are pools of blood | |
| Sorcerors arise | |
| Lit by candle light | |
| And fire in their eyes | |
| Couldrons bubble over-filled | |
| Grinning Jack- | |
| O-Lanterns | |
| On this night of nights | |
| Leather bat wings | |
| Slicing through the air | |
| Leaves your body white with shock | |
| Wide-eyed and scared | |
| Cross in your hand | |
| Your bravery's fading somehow | |
| Garlic round your neck | |
| Time to make your stand | |
| Paranoia's got you wrecked | |
| Boney,witches fingers | |
| You jump at every little sound | |
| Scratching at your face | |
| Skeletons sit beside you | |
| Making your heart race | |
| Cold sweat is runnin' | |
| You've got a one-way ticket | |
| Runnin' from your brow | |
| To six feet underground |
| zuo ci : Chandler | |
| Panic in the air | |
| Ghostly apparitions | |
| Awaken to the call | |
| Making your skin crawl | |
| Incense, tambourines | |
| All you see are pools of blood | |
| Sorcerors arise | |
| Lit by candle light | |
| And fire in their eyes | |
| Couldrons bubble overfilled | |
| Grinning Jack | |
| OLanterns | |
| On this night of nights | |
| Leather bat wings | |
| Slicing through the air | |
| Leaves your body white with shock | |
| Wideeyed and scared | |
| Cross in your hand | |
| Your bravery' s fading somehow | |
| Garlic round your neck | |
| Time to make your stand | |
| Paranoia' s got you wrecked | |
| Boney, witches fingers | |
| You jump at every little sound | |
| Scratching at your face | |
| Skeletons sit beside you | |
| Making your heart race | |
| Cold sweat is runnin' | |
| You' ve got a oneway ticket | |
| Runnin' from your brow | |
| To six feet underground |
| zuò cí : Chandler | |
| Panic in the air | |
| Ghostly apparitions | |
| Awaken to the call | |
| Making your skin crawl | |
| Incense, tambourines | |
| All you see are pools of blood | |
| Sorcerors arise | |
| Lit by candle light | |
| And fire in their eyes | |
| Couldrons bubble overfilled | |
| Grinning Jack | |
| OLanterns | |
| On this night of nights | |
| Leather bat wings | |
| Slicing through the air | |
| Leaves your body white with shock | |
| Wideeyed and scared | |
| Cross in your hand | |
| Your bravery' s fading somehow | |
| Garlic round your neck | |
| Time to make your stand | |
| Paranoia' s got you wrecked | |
| Boney, witches fingers | |
| You jump at every little sound | |
| Scratching at your face | |
| Skeletons sit beside you | |
| Making your heart race | |
| Cold sweat is runnin' | |
| You' ve got a oneway ticket | |
| Runnin' from your brow | |
| To six feet underground |