Testo di Freaks

A frigid chill licks the night air, as the neon lights cut the sky In the darkest alleys the silhousettes appear, beckoning the night The Darkness calls them out, stalking the street on a psychotic roundabout No religions here, no cross to bear, no shelter from the beast They lived the hard life Scratched to survive Chorus They come out at night, on your fears they feast Better run and hide, Beware of the FREAKS! Like fallen angels about to die, demented delinquents on a one way ride A figurehead, degenerate from the bowels of the east They took the hard life He kills to survive Chorus They come out at night, on your fears they feast Better run and hide, Beware of the FREAKS! Beware of the Freaks ... they're coming to get ya!