It Was Coming Up For Air
In The Cool And Dark Of Its Lair
Bracing Itself, Trying To Stand
As Its Clawed Hand Found The Air
Rising From The Grave
Within The Cemetary Gates
Tasting The Earthy Soil
In The Pitch Black Of The Night

Chorus
Calling All Monsters To Me
Calling All Monsters Now
Calling All Monsters To Me
Calling All Monsters Now
Verse 2
Climbing Up The Gates
In The Pitch Black Of The Night
Joanne Looking Out The Window
Given Such A Fright
Reading Wisemanns Horror Stories
Playing With Her Mind
The Creature Runs Away
Through Darkness Of The Night