On endless nights my need to roam   I've come to desecrate your bones   As maggots crawl amongst your flesh   You're soon to meet the truth of death      My wants are few to reach my quest   You're bound to feel my cold request   Now my dear you soon shall see   The dying living truth of me      Cause I'm not living   You soon will be giving   So I can die on      From far away and from the near   My finest clients buried here   For once you've shared your death with me   A ghoul I shall forever be      But I must sleep before the dawn   And then my work will carry on   Once you've come to grips with me   A ghoul I know you'll always be      Cause I'm not living no   You'll soon be giving   So I can die on   Chosen one   Cause I'm not the living   you soon will be giving   So I can die on yeah!   Aaah chosen one!