Creatures

The night wind blows Your heart rate grows Your pulse is racing faster They're on your trail They know you'll fail You're flirting with disaster Creatures The frost lies thick Your breath comes quick No chance for your survival Life takes its toll And burns your soul They've never had a rival Creatures of the night Born and raised to fight Creatures of the night Creatures of the night Their sense of smell Was honed in hell Their eyes are sharp as needles You're bathed in sweat You've lost your bet Caught up in this upheaval Creatures