down in the dungeons
of concrete and terror
candles light the way
can you hear me say?
the dungeons are calling
the dungeons are calling for me
i can't escape
this den must be hell
pleasures of freedom
denied me in this cell
i steal from my friends
victims of my pain
its nearing the end
i live like the dead
the dungeons are calling
calling for me--oh!
the dungeons are calling
the rack waits for me
down in the dungeons
i'm locked away
suicide ride
i take everday
prisoner in hell
victim in pain
the dungeons are calling for me
none of my friends
want to come out and play
they think i'm crazy