| Song | Suffer Not The Children |
| Artist | Venom |
| Album | Possessed |
| 作词 : Dunn, Lant | |
| Gather 'round, oh young ones, listen to the night | |
| Black as death and loud as hell, only men take fright | |
| Sit around my flame, bright, warm your bones and hear | |
| Virgins die and demons cry, throw away your fears | |
| Suffer not the children | |
| Sleep tight, our fathers, guard our mothers well | |
| Vampires and werewolves, erupt your dreams, our spell | |
| The evening sabbath song, a longing to be free | |
| Lost children wander, waiting, barefoot in the sea | |
| Suffer not the children | |
| Suffer not the children | |
| Or be deemed a damned disgrace | |
| Blessed be the wench | |
| To which delivers in his grace | |
| Gather around my young ones | |
| We can go away | |
| I'll guide you in the night | |
| Follow meSuffer not the children | |
| Tonight we'll find a path, the hell born sinner's trail | |
| Beware, none shall stop us, innocence guards our way | |
| The amulets of kings, our voodoo games | |
| We know but never tell of our infernal names | |
| Suffer not the children |
| zuò cí : Dunn, Lant | |
| Gather ' round, oh young ones, listen to the night | |
| Black as death and loud as hell, only men take fright | |
| Sit around my flame, bright, warm your bones and hear | |
| Virgins die and demons cry, throw away your fears | |
| Suffer not the children | |
| Sleep tight, our fathers, guard our mothers well | |
| Vampires and werewolves, erupt your dreams, our spell | |
| The evening sabbath song, a longing to be free | |
| Lost children wander, waiting, barefoot in the sea | |
| Suffer not the children | |
| Suffer not the children | |
| Or be deemed a damned disgrace | |
| Blessed be the wench | |
| To which delivers in his grace | |
| Gather around my young ones | |
| We can go away | |
| I' ll guide you in the night | |
| Follow meSuffer not the children | |
| Tonight we' ll find a path, the hell born sinner' s trail | |
| Beware, none shall stop us, innocence guards our way | |
| The amulets of kings, our voodoo games | |
| We know but never tell of our infernal names | |
| Suffer not the children |