Couldn't ask for a better night.
(Bursting through!)
From the grave on the right...
A demon crew.
From the darkened corner Buffy now protrudes.
By the grave on the right Giles yells...

Chorus: Born to reign.
She is The Slayer.
She knows when and where to strike.
He is the Vampire.
He knows no peaceful sleep tonight.

Fought the darkness in Willow,
and Anya too.
She did not approve of Xander's move.
Mr. Spike's a swine and Angelus too.
Faith and Dawn join the fight...
Andrew's such a worm.
Riley and Oz got burned.
The Watchers grow weary.
Their manner's Prissy-y-y-y-y-y.

Chorus

All's quiet on the front.
Vamp's exhume.
Buffy's standing tall, bringing doom.
Finding no one left to fight.
What to do?
She just calls it a night.
Now we're screwed.

Chorus

Born to reign.
Born to slay.
Born to re-ig-ig-ig-ig-gn.