Dying in a Winter Wonderland.

Church bells ring, are you crying? Everywhere, people dying. We have no light, we're gothic tonight, dying in a Winter Wonderland. In the graveyard we can build a tombstone, and we can dig up Parson Brown. He'll say nothing and we'll run around, throwing all his bones to the town. Later on, we'll expire, throwing christians in the fire. We have no light, we're gothic tonight, dying in a Winter Wonderland.