Black dogs hanging with night owls
raging wars against the peace
werewolves stalking doves
lady holds a knife to her husbands breath

There are still some haunted passages ways here
in the death of night
there are voices stretching out my ears
eating out my mind
and we are left here stranded, chasing scarecrows

Revenge of the vultures crying for supper
vampires sacrificed to the sun
shape shifting into the darkness
howling into the abyss

There are still some haunted passages ways here
in the death of night
there are voices stretching out my ears
eating out my mind
and we are left here stranded, chasing scarecrows

Let the witches boil your words
forget the branches from the haunted forest
remind the lycans to wake up
scare away the creatures you adore

There are still some haunted passages ways here
in the death of night
there are voices stretching out my ears
eating out my mind
and we are left here stranded, chasing scarecrows