Let them hear us sing, lost and broken souls Trusted priest and king, all of the lies they told They can hear our cries, leave us in the cold While the children die, watch them count their gold So, if heaven is filled with the likes of them We dine in hell instead We are the young undead Born in the grave of humankind Breathe, fill your lungs with dread We have alrеady died For we are thе children of night We are the children of night Poison in the air, can't afford the cure Children unprepared, to die in father's war Destruction and despair, what are you crying for? We have their thoughts and prayers And who could ask for more? So, if heaven is filled with the likes of them We dine in hell instead We are the young undead Born in the grave of humankind Breathe, fill your lungs with dread We have alrеady died For we are thе children of night We are the young undead Born in the grave of humankind Breathe, fill your lungs with dread We have alrеady died For we are thе children of night We are the young undead Born in the grave of humankind Breathe, fill your lungs with dread We have alrеady died For we are thе children of night