First bitten, then twice damned
Forsaken, lost forbidden
Like that our hate is crawling into lost
And crazy, crouching people

The wheel of times is moving faster
Yet cant we catch the rain
The well of death is turning bitter
To make our echoes turn to stains

And lost in shadows of the night
All howling,creeping,bleeding
Those creatures get into my mind
Postoning death decieving....