Sundark on darker streets It's violent times for weary feet
Carjackers and bullet showers A yellow sign, too many fools in power
But see i will be gone by morning My dear friend, I lost a fight
Forget me, I wash my hands In your grey slowing night

Coming down from darkened heights I taste the Thames with my cycle lights
By saint Paul's by Big Ben By God's name, I repent
But see I will be gone by morning My dear London, goodnight
Forget me, I wash myself In your grey river light

Walk tall beneath these trees boy
You monolith not scarred by fallout
Us wolves were right behind you and Lucifer will never find you

The Moon, let it guide you, when selene comes, we'll all know how to fight
Dear Fenrir, my saviour, come and eat the ones, we know who taste the best

I know just where you've been boy,
I've watched you by the stream
And don't be afraid of the Dark
'Cos the Darkness is simply a womb for the lonely
Swallow your pride and walk with us through the hills and trees
oh yes!
Your english eyes they are turning red

The Moon, let it guide you and i shall find you a home in our heartland, a heart in our homeland
Until the Moon is down, until the Moon is down