the night wind blows your heart rate grows your pulse is racing faster they re on your trail they know you ll fail you re flirting with disaster creatures the frost lies thick your breath comes quick no chance for your survival life takes it s toll and burns your soul they ve never had a rival creatures of the night born and raised to fight creatures of the night creatures of the night their sense of smell was honed in hell their eyes sharp as needles you re bathed in sweat you ve lost your bet caught in this upheaval creatures you re on your own so scream and moan it s pointless now for praying they ll run you through you ll get what s due then they ll call it a day creatures of the night born and raised to fight creatures of the night creatures of the night creatures the night wind blows your heart rate grows creatures of the night born and raised to fight creatures of the night born and raised to fight creatures of the night creatures of the night creatures