They are not the holy men oh no They own the night and take control Between nightfall and daybreak they call I pray the lord to take my soul You are under their spell and you can't escape The magic of night they celebrate Pulsating life under neon lights Don't be scared of creatures of the night Follow them, the guard of the shadows They hide until the light of day grows The saint is turning into the sinner The world's guard of shadows Moved into wickedness In twilight they will rise again