We're all prisoners

In a strange world

There's no return and we

Got any chance to escape

The fly and fly on through the night

Searchin' more and more

For those damned pack

To fill their damned guys

They made fear to creatures

Of the night, turnin' dreams

Into visions of horror

Cutting our their breath

So terrible and horrible

It's the appearing

Black and cold creep

It's the torture of the soul