Tell me, little friend, what's on your mind?
Tell me, boy, where do you think you're going?
Hey, you were an easy prey to find:
Your confusion, outrage is showing
I refuse to live my life in fear
Hiding in the dark from every shadow
Even if I'd feel that the end is near
It wouldn't change a thing by now, as I know:
Empire's weaker than it claims
And very soon'll come crashing down in flames
Everybody alive's gonna envy the dead
Yet a wish to survive's getting inside your head
Spinning left, turning right as the door's being slammed:
You're alone in the night but a Hound of the Damned
And no bullet no shell and no demon in hell,
And no merciful God's gonna keep us apart
Now you're ceasing to be - teardrop in the sand
And the last thing you'll see me, a Hound of the Damned
