The Children Of The Night

(альбом: The Monsterican Dream - 2004)

I hid them under the floor; for they being here made me soar
And on that day I felt kinda haze
Now they still gotta be there, cuss there not going anywhere
Whit served limbs or call me crazy?
But there are voices in the darkness
In my house every time I close my eyes

In the dead of night I hear em sigh The Children of the night are calling
Hear em cry they still defy endlessly I fell like falling now they're all
My children of the night

These skulls are so small; here are seven of them in all
I swear to god, now they're deadly silence
But still there voices in the darkness, getting louder all the time

In the dead of night I hear them sigh The Children of the night are calling
I hear a cry they still defy endlessly I fell like falling on the road
My children of the

Now little feet tap at the end of my bed
Remorse I seize
I feel theres someone leaning over my head
7 breaths, they freeze!

In the dead of night I hear them sigh The Children of the night are calling
I hear a cry they still defy endlessly I fell like falling
In the dead of night I hear them sigh The Children of the night are calling
I hear a cry they still defy endlessly I fell like falling on the road
My children of the night