Nightcrawlers Songtext
von Cosmobrigade

Ghosts of our haunted minds
Slip out the back door
Those grey walls keep us blind
We always wanted more

The streets of this dead old town
Cold like a black hole
There′s no saint in this crowd
The night was ours to crawl

In the heat of the dying day
We heard the call
To escape this urban decay
And its dark empty malls


The buzz of the neon signs
And trash on the ground
Send shivers down our spines
We'll get lost to be found

Feed me the moonlight
My nocturnal love
Feed me the moonlight
My nocturnal love
Feed me the moonlight
My nocturnal love
Feed me the moonlight
My nocturnal love
Feed me the moonlight
Love