Midnight has passed, those streets are cold,
Emptiness
I can hear voices in my back

Silent footsteps

Need to feed

Rotten corps and flesh
Devouring
Wormy earth keeps moving in stone


At, the next corner an old man appear
Is it me, is it him, is it fear?

I'm a lamb in the middle of wolves
There's no further life round here


Crawling and lurking everywhere
I'm not alone
Rough smell of death perfumes the air

I am eaten

Dig the tomb

In the heart like flesh
Burn the grave
Skin's exploding on stone


At, the next corner an old man appear
Is it me, is it him, is it fear?

I'm a lamb in the middle of wolves
There's no further life round here