With the setting of the sun
The waking of the night
From the depths of despair
Arises a shallow pretence
No fear of the dark
No fear of the devil
A loud shout from within
The mortal heart
And a brave, brave front

But as darkness deepens
And midnight comes near
A frantic calling
Like shrieks at war
Then there is panic
Then there is pain
An inhuman frenzy
Amidst wildness of spirit
The soul held captive
Amongst tremors and quakings

When midnight calls
The hosts come a running
And find guests lacking
To satisfy hungry cravings
The long night keeps a- falling
Bringing darkness and despair
No words will ever soothe
Nor courage save
The mortal heart in pain
As midnight falls

As darkness calls
As darkness calls…