In the dawn the wolf howls at the moonlightnIn the night all the graves open their mouthnIn the night immortals of the groundnIn the night through the dustnof the never morningnof your lifenWe are shades and no bright angelsnDon’t feel fear - we can’t touch you endlesslynDon’t feel fear - we are not hurting younDon’t feel fear - we want your soulnDon’t feel fear - death is not the endnWe are shades and no bright angelsnVictims of the devil´s sonnThe neverending, neverending, neverending has begunnThe neverending, neverending, neverending has begunnThe neverending, neverending sonsnNeverending sonsnWe are shades and no bright angels.n