The darkness hovers in the night
Screams of help in the horizon
We found moribunds on the cold ground
Blood smell is everywhere
People disappear
I pray and beg for pardon
Because my end is at hand
My time is coming to an end
Chorus:
Murders in the darkness
We don't see our enemy
Who should we kill?
Running as a crazy man
I try to protect myself
But my fate is doomed
There's nothing else can do
My time os over
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