text: A devil in a midnight mass
  He preyed behind stained glass
  A memory of Sunday class
  Resurrected from the past
  Hold your breath and count to four
  Pinky swears don’t work no more
  Footsteps down the hallway floor
  Getting closer to my door
  I was alive, but now I’m singing…
  Silent night for the rest of my life
  Silent night for the rest of my life
  Violent knight at the edge of your knife
  “Forgive me, Father” won’t make it right
  Silent night for the rest of my life
  Silent night at the edge of your knife
  You’re guilty!
  A devil in a midnight mass
  Killed the boy inside the man
  The holy water in his hands
  Can never wash away his sins
  Hold your breath and count to four
  Pinky swears don’t work no more
  Put my trust in God that day
  Not the man that taught his way
  I was alive, but now I’m singing…
  Silent night for the rest of my life
  Silent night for the rest of my life
  Violent knight at the edge of your knife
  “Forgive me, Father” won’t make it right
  Silent night for the rest of my life
  Silent night at the edge of your knife
  You’re guilty!
  Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound
  Your bed is made, it’s in the ground
  Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound
  Your bed is made, it’s in the ground
  Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound!
  Your bed is made, it’s in the ground
  Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound!
  Your bed is made, it’s in the ground!
  Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound!
  Your bed is made, it’s in the ground!
  Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound!
  Your bed is made and it’s in the ground!