The evil wolfs in the dark are howling again
I wish that I could sleep every now and then
The moon is shining in, in my face so bright
In this neverending storyteller's night
It was not worth to remember
Left all alone in the cold
We never give up, no surrender
But our souls have been sold
Holy creatures
Coming out of the dark
Twisting around in the night
Holy creatures
Riding the spark
Hiding in unholy light
Holy creatures
Coming out of the dark
Twisting around in the night
Holy creatures
Riding the spark
Hiding in unholy light yeah
The hunting in my darkest hour still goes on and on
Evil faces smiling bright appearing from dusk until dawn
The earls of darkness bringing torture slaughter and pain
I tried to stay awake but that was in vain