Stormwitch - Night Stalker It's midnight, a night-owl is howling on a withering tree but watch out, there's something Going on, on the cemetery the body-snatcher is digging up the graves bone-marauding no human corpse is safe He's a night stalker he's a grave-robber he's a madman he's eager for some prey he's a night stalker he's a grave-robber You got to call on him ten pounds are his pay By the light of a candle he's doing his dirty work he shatters the coffins and the black rats are on the lurk the grave is plundered a dead dog lies close by a cab's removing the dawn is in the sky he's a night stalker.... http://rockerek.hu/