Paroles de Hounds Of The Night
A night so full of fearcolours very strange to me
am I really here?
echoes reassuring me
Bewitching lights are chasing me
suddenly he turns on me
a paranoid delight
the hounds of the night
Only victim of my plight
sharp face, drawn and white
demented, staring straight at me
an onslaught to my memory
a paranoid delight
the hounds of the night
Only victim of my plight
sharp face, drawn and white
demented, staring straight at me
an onslaught to my memory
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