In the dead of night Dark thoughts begin to rise The moon's light on the wall Remind me of some eyes I've seen before In some forgotten dream I take my pen and record a scream
Wandering, at night the banshees sing And the owls in the gloom Seem to know everything Gallows and enchanted dreams I'm wandering in endless layers of fantasy
Darkness all around The werewolf starts to make its rounds In and out between the trees The werewolf does just as I please How to stop him, stop him now A silver bullet to the heart is how A silver bullet to the heart
So far gone in this strange world I've made Sometimes the werewolf's gone And I think I'm saved But then the gallows return With the dangling rope And I begin to prowl again as a lycanthropeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
