كلمات Weena

I'm afraid of the night, helpless The forest is drenched in sinister fog My home is in the mountains, without civilisation I have no contact to the outside world A dog is barking in the night His faithful eyes gleaming, he stands on the porch I take him in and he grows stronger Guarding me against the creatures of the wood No hunting without him at my side I can't imagine life without him More and more, his body's changing His coat gets shaggy and his muscles bulge He shows hatred and aggressiveness towards me Bloody, raw meat is what he wants Me, I'm meat too, that's what he sees Too late, no chance to kill my creation I'm perishing in agony and pain