Wicked on the Prowl Songtext
von Stones in Pockets

Into the night he goes by
Prey on all he loves yeah
Blinded by foolish measure
Try to see... see without it.

In the dark again
Find your way out
Hope to talk again
When you′re lonely

Little boy wielding thunder
Make him mad, show his hate-fear
Shepherd's herd, cut like clean meat
Hunt the wolf he′s not hungry

In the dark again
Find your way out
Hope to talk again
When you're lonely


Every day in denial
Scorched earth burned in fire
Breaking down. cracks are showin
Hidden urge all but woken

Down down down down.
Down down doooooooown.
Down down down down.
Down down doooooooown.

Little boy, he's not crying.
He′s just blowing lightning
Wolf is dead. Herd is safe now.
Storm will come
And create another

In the dark again
Find your way out
Hope to talk again
When you′re lonely