May your feet serve you well, Let's kill, tonight.
And the rest be sent to Hell, Kill tonight.
Where they always have belonged. Show them all you're not the ordinary type.
Cold hearts brew colder songs. Let's kill, tonight.
Fate will play us out Kill tonight.
With a song of pure romance. Show them all you're not the ordinary type.
So stomp your feet and clap your hands.. Let's kill, tonight.