Songtext von Those Who Walk By The Night

We are those who walk by the night Feel this cold air, feel these sudden fright Colours and sounds are easy to recognize They frame our sacred time to die We are those who walk by the night Alucinogenous fruits of the garden of delight If until the dawn you've got to survive Don't give a fuck about anything, it's alright We are those who walk by the night Making lots of troubles starting lots of fights These are our most precious religious rytes It makes me feel alive, it makes me feel so fine Sometimes angels, sometimes cenobytes