Doro - Out Of Control dalszöveg

Drums in the night give me a sign 
I hear the sound of war 
That is echoing thought the streets. 

I can feel 
Cold, metal steel. 

The rhythm of death 
Is burning in my mind all the time. 

Running thought the night 
To the master 
With thoughts of destruction in my brains. 

Out of control 
I can hear the warlord calling 
Give your soul. 

The bells of fire 
Ringing out so loud 
Back to attack. 

Drums of the night make me wild 
The hounds of hell are getting closer 
With their gleaming eyes.