I come from the land of the headless cross
Where fortunes are won and lives are lost
Where you'll find out, all that glitters is not gold
Where quicksand appears to drown your soul
Never to see or reach your goal
To live or die is not within your hands
I'm dreaming of evil, dreaming of evil
All through the day and into the night
Evil appears day and night
No time for fear no time for fright
Death becomes your fate if it is not too late
I has a dream where witches delight
In goblins, vampires and werewolves to fight
Whoever does win controls the night
Dreams of evil do not go away
But fight, I must my soul to stay
Death becomes yet, I cannot die
Death walks behind you clever disguise
Look to the earth but not to the sky
Defeat it you must, with all your might

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN