Howling winds keep screaming round
And the [bad word] pouring down
Doors are locked and bolted now
As the thing crawls into town

Straight out of [bad word] 
One of a kind
Stalking his victim
Don't look behind you

Night Crawler
Beware the beast in black
Nightcrawler
You know [bad word] back
Night Crawler

Sanctuary is being sought
Whispered prayers a last resort
Homing in its' cry distorts
Terror [bad word] they know they're caught

Straight out of [bad word] 
One of a kind
Stalking his victim
Don't look behind you

Night Crawler
Beware the beast in black
Nightcrawler
You know [bad word] back
Night Crawler

As night is falling
The end is drawing near
They'll hear
Their last rites echo on the wind

Huddled in the cellar
Fear caught in their eyes
Daring not to move or breathe
As the creature cries
Fingernails start scratching
On the outside wall
Clawing at the windows
 [bad word] to me" it calls
Atmosphere's electric
As it now descend the stairs

Hiding in the darkness
Is so futile from its glare
 [bad word] in an instant
As they hoped it would
Souls ascend to heaven
While it feasts on flesh and blood

Straight out of [bad word] 
One of a kind
Stalking his victim
Don't look behind you

Night Crawler
Beware the beast in black
Nightcrawler
You know [bad word] back
Night Crawler