Hazard or accident, so who knows that
Hazard or mistery, so what with that
Hazard or accident, nobody knows
We´re afraid to traverse our own shadows
When night comes so slowly
When the wind blows off light
You can feel them here and all around
When fear comes so quickly
You can hear them here and all around
When they come, they who are...
...lurking in the dark, god knows what it is...
Lurking in the dark, afraid to touch it
Lurking in the dark, longing to name it
Lurking in the dark, there is no journey
Small creatures, big mouses, small courage, big eyes
They all will always lurk in the dark
When the birds are quiet
When the trees do not grow
You can touch them here and all around
When the Moon is smiling
You simply know, they are all around
When they comes, they who are...
...lurking in the dark, god knows what it is...
Small creatures...
When the birds are quiet
When the trees do not grow
When the Moon is smiling
It is said that the fear has really biggest eyes
What about it has sharp clutches too!?
