The night prowlers on the loose
He's out for blood he's out for the noose
He'll never stop nor hesitate
He desires only chaos and leaves destruction in his wake
Lock your windows lock your doors
Hide your loaded guns in your bedside drawers
Men, women, children no ones safe
Your blood is sweet and he wants a taste
You better run you better hide
For the bringer of death, the night prowler abides
Pentagrams of blood painted on the walls
Satanic worship to scare them all
He's got an appetite for death
Can you smell the foul stench of his breath?
Lock your windows lock your doors
Hide your loaded guns in your bedside drawers
Men, women, children no ones safe
Your blood is sweet and he wants a taste
You better run you better hide
For the bringer of death, the night prowler abides
