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The night wind blowsYour heart rate growsYour pulse is racing fasterThey're on your trailThey know you'll failYou're flirting with disasterCreaturesThe frost lies thickYour breath comes quickNo chance for your survivalLife takes it's tollAnd burns your soulThey've never had a rivalCreatures of the nightBorn and raised to fightCreatures of the nightCreatures of the nightCreaturesSongtexteTheir sense of smellWas honed in hellTheir eyes sharp as needlesYou're bathed in sweatYou've lost your betCaught in this upheavalCreaturesYou're on your ownSo scream and moanIt's pointless now for prayingThey'll run you throughYou'll get what's dueThen they'll call it a dayCreatures of the nightBorn and raised to fightCreatures of the nightCreatures of the nightCreaturesThe night wind blowsYour heart rate growsCreatures of the nightBorn and raised to fightCreatures of the nightBorn and raised to fightCreatures of the nightBorn and raised to fightCreatures of the nightCreatures of the nightCreatures Aus Songtexte Mania