VERSE
Gather your roses While you have time Sleep safe
In your beds tonight
But for those
Who must wander the streets

 [bad word] 
There's no escape
From our will and our might They will give up the fight
There is no way to know
Which way the wind blows

 [bad word] 
Every soul we take
Only brings us greater power Every heart we break Surrenders to - the witching hour
Ohhhhh Ohhhhh

VERSE
Numbers are growing
We won't be denied
We keep to the shadows
And multiply
Veils are torn
When the clock strikes twelve

 [bad word] 
There's no escape
We have crossed the divide Seeking out those who hide There is no way to know
Which way the wind blows

 [bad word] 
Every soul we take
Only brings us greater power
Every heart we break
Surrenders to - the witching hour

BRIDGE
Do your best to ward us off
Burn us, drown us, we don't stop
Spells are still as strong as ever
And will be til the twelfth of never
"tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito"

 [bad word] 
After midnight we strike
Howling wolves feel our bite
There is no way to know
Which way the wind blows

 [bad word] 
Every soul we take
Only brings us greater power
Every heart we break
Surrenders to - the witching hour

Ohhhhh Ohhhhh
"tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito" Ohhhhh Ohhhhh
"tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito" Ohhhhh Ohhhhh
"tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito" Surrender to - the witching hour
"tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito"
(Yield not to misfortunes, but advance all the more boldly against them)