Nocturnal
There's movement in the night
Shades are dancing in a pale moonlight
Nocturnal occurrencies
Imagination no the night is real
I'm looking for the truth
But never can I find a trace
Of bloody witches rituals
In the night I hear them howl
A sound so low it must be real
Or is it my fantasy
As sunlight fades into a twilight
The moon contrasts against a darkening sky
Temperature of the air is going down
A veil of fog is forming low above the ground
There's movement in the night
Shades are dancing in a pale moonlight
Nocturnal occurrencies
Imagination no the night is real
I'm looking for the truth
But never can I find a trace
Of bloody witches rituals
In the night I hear them howl
A sound so low it must be real
Or is it my fantasy
Before the night is turning into dawn
The morning fog is coming on to me
Suddenly a choking hand grabs me around my neck
And drags me into death for eternity
There's movement in the night
Shades are dancing in a pale moonlight
Nocturnal occurrencies
Imagination no the night is real
I'm looking for the truth
But never can I find a trace
Of bloody witches rituals
In the night I hear them howl
A sound so low it must be real
Or is it my fantasy...
Shades are dancing in a pale moonlight
Nocturnal occurrencies
Imagination no the night is real
I'm looking for the truth
But never can I find a trace
Of bloody witches rituals
In the night I hear them howl
A sound so low it must be real
Or is it my fantasy
As sunlight fades into a twilight
The moon contrasts against a darkening sky
Temperature of the air is going down
A veil of fog is forming low above the ground
There's movement in the night
Shades are dancing in a pale moonlight
Nocturnal occurrencies
Imagination no the night is real
I'm looking for the truth
But never can I find a trace
Of bloody witches rituals
In the night I hear them howl
A sound so low it must be real
Or is it my fantasy
Before the night is turning into dawn
The morning fog is coming on to me
Suddenly a choking hand grabs me around my neck
And drags me into death for eternity
There's movement in the night
Shades are dancing in a pale moonlight
Nocturnal occurrencies
Imagination no the night is real
I'm looking for the truth
But never can I find a trace
Of bloody witches rituals
In the night I hear them howl
A sound so low it must be real
Or is it my fantasy...
Credits
Writer(s): Henri Sattler, Bert Hoving, Jens Van Der Valk, Berthus Westerhuis, Roel Sanders
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