The clouds are rolling in as it gets cold.nIt seems that darkness is my only hope.nnHalf the fun is in the hunt.nIts the thrill oh the fight that drives usnnDon't stop untel ther are gonenLast ones left I hope its enoughnnThe clouds are rolling in as it gets cold.nIt seems that darkness is my only hope.nThe need for it destorys my mind and soulnnDon't stop untel ther are gonenLast ones left I hope its enoughn