Black night, the bell is tolling I hear the werewolves howling Below the pale moonlight Is where I plot my plan Hide now, the guards are coming Behind the corner you duck They never saw you coming They never caught your plan
Searching Lurking Deceiving Hiding from the Searching Lurking Deceiving Prowling
Freedom for the sinner
Grey clouds, the rain starts pouring By the misty roads you hide Best hope they won't find you Else by their hand you'll die A sinner, in these strange lands Heretic's fate you were to face Now you're on the run A man now wanted by law
By the light of the moon He ran Hunted by lawmen For believing what is right Through the mists of the dark woods he fled Exhausted he felt But he could not stop Else he would be hung for his crimesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
