Lletres: Funker Vogt. Beyond Your Believe.

they are stalking to the shore line
and waiting for their prey
there in the endless night
where it never will be day

this is their home a secret place
where they sneak - sneak around
a place beyond your believe
they live in the underground

chorus :
they are killers without faith

as old as the time belonging to ancient race
just living for crime

these times a full of danger with all these monsters in the night
maybe you won't see them