I can't sleep at night
I look with my eyes through the dark
There's one thing it don't set me free
I think I'm awake now
But there's no end in sight
I sleep in my dreams
Wolf is howling he is coming
Undertaker
When he swings his shovel
Undertaker
Down to the ground
Lonely in the dark I don't go I run
I don't stop my legs in my hands
Sometimes later I stop behind a wall
Armed with an bough
Wolf is howling he is coming
Undertaker...
There's a silhouette it is marching slow
One high cylinder on the top
Waiting for him make head against the evil
I hear the scythe cracks his shovel