| Song | Little Red Riding Hood |
| Artist | Sparzanza |
| Album | Into The Sewers |
| Loving alive, the living dead | |
| Don't be bad, at night in bed | |
| Blonde as light, summer wild | |
| Snakes in her hair, a blood child | |
| Her dirty looks, her filthy clothes | |
| Makes you melt, your dream explode | |
| Into a vivid kind of dream | |
| Reality turns into a blood stream | |
| HERE SHE COMES, THERE SHE GOES | |
| LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD | |
| THERE SHE IS, IN YOUR HEAD | |
| LITTLE RED RIDING DEAD | |
| Now ask yourself, are you the wolf? | |
| In this bloody rendez vous | |
| She's so alive, but full of sin | |
| Wolf teeth, or snake bite, you cannot win |