Coldness cuts in the flesh each evening
Lights are deadly on each night
The starving darkness feasting again each day
The calling word remains forever
Horns in the dark - a vision
Horns in the dark - an obsession
The air is dead, stale like a crypt
The air is dead, stale like a crypt
Horns in the dark - a vision
Horns in the dark - an obsession
The blew of the evil is constant
You smell it each night
The true sign
Of the decaying world
Horns in the dark - a vision
Horns in the dark - an obsession
Horns in the dark - a vision
Horns in the dark - an obsession
The cold shakes me
Streaming through the skin
Death dries up the flesh
The devil's awaiting only for funerals
Horns in the dark
Lights are deadly on each night
The starving darkness feasting again each day
The calling word remains forever
Horns in the dark - a vision
Horns in the dark - an obsession
The air is dead, stale like a crypt
The air is dead, stale like a crypt
Horns in the dark - a vision
Horns in the dark - an obsession
The blew of the evil is constant
You smell it each night
The true sign
Of the decaying world
Horns in the dark - a vision
Horns in the dark - an obsession
Horns in the dark - a vision
Horns in the dark - an obsession
The cold shakes me
Streaming through the skin
Death dries up the flesh
The devil's awaiting only for funerals
Horns in the dark