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Killer on the run
Hunted by the lawman’s gun
Fugitive from man’s reform
Curse the day that he was born
Hiding in another land
Made so many selfish plans
Being free from the law’s long reach
Was what he thought would bring relief
But too many lives claimed
His life was never ending pain
Too many murders in his memory
His conscience made him go insane
Feel the spirits right beside you
Feel the air as cold as ice
Your soul so lonely, starved of the life
Ghosts of your victims haunt you on your flight
Curse the night
You curse the night
Curse the night
You curse the night
No escape from himself
Too late to cry for help
A victim of his victims’ cries
No earthly reason why
The forces of the night
Have their way of righting right
For one so bold to dare
I warn you all beware
Feel the spirits right beside you
Feel the air as cold as ice
Your soul so lonely, starved of the life
Ghosts of your victims haunt you on your flight
Curse the night
You curse the night
Curse the night
You curse the night
Oh curse the night
Oh curse the night
Oh, oh curse the night
Dance with me
Feel the spirits right beside you
Feel the air as cold as ice
Your soul so lonely, starved of the life
Ghosts of your victims haunt you on your flight
Just curse the night
Curse the night
Oh curse the night
You curse the night
Oh curse the night
You curse the night
Oh curse the night
Just curse the night
Let me be free
Curse the night
Oh curse the night
You curse the night
Curse the, curse the, curse the night