Wings shuttering in the shadows
To the Moon pointed noses
Through the bushes they’re moving
At the rhythm of the night
Take off your clothes at dusk
And join our feast with no husk
No matter how many eyes you have
Nor if your skin is covered in hair

Creatures of the night
Under a sky with no light
Creatures of the night

As the curtain falls
On your bright world
You enter our dark set
We hear your hard breath

The world of the shadows revivals
If you turn off the lights
And if you keep quiet
You’ll hear the laughs, you’ll be frightened