Hazard or accident, so who knows that Hazard or mistery, so what with that Hazard or accident, nobody knows We´re afraid to traverse our own shadows When night comes so slowly When the wind blows off light You can feel them here and all around When fear comes so quickly You can hear them here and all around When they come, they who are... ...lurking in the dark, god knows what it is... Lurking in the dark, afraid to touch it Lurking in the dark, longing to name it Lurking in the dark, there is no journey Small creatures, big mouses, small courage, big eyes They all will always lurk in the dark When the birds are quiet When the trees do not grow You can touch them here and all around When the Moon is smiling You simply know, they are all around When they comes, they who are... ...lurking in the dark, god knows what it is... Small creatures... When the birds are quiet When the trees do not grow When the Moon is smiling It is said that the fear has really biggest eyes What about it has sharp clutches too!?