Funker Vogt

they are stalking to the shore line
and waiting for their prey
there in the endless night
where it never will be day
this is their home a secret place
where they sneak - sneak around
a place beyond your believe
they live in the underground
they are killers without faith
as old as the time belonging to ancient race
just living for crime
these times a full of danger
with all these monsters in the night
maybe you won't see them