They are the eternal Night fellows They are upon the trees Inside the caves And in dark cities They listen, sing, howl
In splendid harmony With the voices of thunder
Ah, they are our brothers In the name of creation
It is the wolf With its a abominable cry It is the bat With its endless thirst It is the owl With is scary angry It is the crow Messenger of darkness It is nature's arise Oh, it is the man Who awakens at midnight In the philosophy of darkness
Ah, they are our brothers In the name of creationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.