Night, again it's night, you feel left alone in the dark
You look for answers, a blackened creature of warm desires,
Don't close your eyes, or wish on a star, they'll haunt your fire
They're the ones that growl at night, the hounds that call you

From the lands resound the eternal call for your soul
Eyes aglow to trace the one, the soul divine
Purity of wildness and the sharpest mind, all at once
You're a diamond in the dark, calling out

Cold, a shiver's cold, down your spine as you realize
Never a man, neither a beast, you're the nature's warrior,
Their eyes ablaze surround you corpse in state of trance
Staring back, their eyes ablaze pierce through your heart

A twisted thrill, these feelings are real, a funeral pyre
Is burning bright in the night oh wicked child
A blackened feeling, no more deceiving, now let it out!
Staring back, surreal pictures of night people

You're the wicked child, the hounds they call, ho wicked child!
Ho watch your back...look out!

Black, your heart is black, but your soul is shining in the dark
The purity of carnal nature is all but restrained
By all the lies that human beings dwell into each time
A glance through the deepest of the land

Oh wicked child, the hounds, they call you into the night, from the blackest of your heart
The hounds call you, ho hear them in the night, you're one that's chosen by their roar...
Screaming in the night...ho wicked child!

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