[00:25.44]Darkness descends and the prowlers come out
[00:31.65]They roam through the night
[00:37.44]Looking for weak souls to join them
[00:44.13]Looking for strength to gain
[00:53.40]There're always rotten limbs to be cut off
[00:59.67]But no possibility to do so
[01:02.07]So there are voices to be heard
[01:05.64]When agitators gather their herbs
[01:10.80]Like humanimals labouring
[01:21.60]Gathering their herds
[01:26.67]The powerless and the voiceless of the mass
[01:30.12]The ones that have nothing
[01:40.98]Once again they revert to their holes
[01:47.22]Once again the dawn is their foe
[01:53.19]Once again humanimals will gather in the night
[01:59.49]Once again their numbers numbers multiplied
[02:05.58]Once again they roam from their holes
[02:10.86]And they will gather more lost souls
[02:18.09]Their army is growing silently the word echoes on the streets
[03:00.06]Humanimals
[03:00.15]Labouring
[03:00.42]Gathering their herds
[03:03.24]Spreading through society
[03:04.71]Darkness descends and the prowlers come out
[03:36.84]They roam through the night
[03:42.51]Looking for weak souls to join them
[03:48.66]Looking for strength to gain