Look out Down in the catacombs There's a secret kind of club Where they write their messages in blood Do what they say Don't run away Dragged down Into the catacombs Robbing from the grave sacrifice for their rituals A subterranean madness Don't freak out They're coming after you They prey upon the weak Brainwashing those without a clue Do what they say Don't run away Trapped down Inside the catacombs Tied down and bound Your oath renounced Blood spilled you're cursed Your souls been earned