Its a question of survival
Of man and beasts
Tonight's the full moon
There is going to be a feast
Hiding in a corners
At the edge of the world
Predators are lurking
They're ought to be heard
Behold, there is dragon at backyard
With eyes of fire
Tearing you apart
Soon, there is nothing left
Just an empty bottle
You thought you'd new the best
Behold, there is dragon at backyard
With eyes of fire
Tearing you apart
It fills the air with noises
Can you hear those voices
Are we running out of choices
Are we running out of choices
It fills the air
It fills the air
It's a question of survival
It's a question of survival