Midnight has passed, those streets are cold,
 Emptiness
 I can hear voices in my back
 Silent footsteps

 Need to feed
 Rotten corps and flesh
 Devouring
 Wormy earth keeps moving in stone

 At, the next corner an old man appear
 Is it me, is it him, is it fear?
 I'm a lamb in the middle of wolves
 There's no further life round here

 Crawling and lurking everywhere
 I'm not alone
 Rough smell of death perfumes the air
 I am eaten

 Dig the tomb
 In the heart like flesh
 Burn the grave
 Skin's exploding on stone

 At, the next corner an old man appear
 Is it me, is it him, is it fear?
 I'm a lamb in the middle of wolves
 There's no further life round here