Erik Hårdstedt - At the stroke of the midnight hour

This is a stronghold for vampires and orchs
I've had two garlic naans to save my soul
Rooftop dreaming about a world without war
And about that 84 VW bus I wish I never sold
At the stroke of the midnight hour when the world is still asleep
India awakens to prey upon your dreams
I'm carrying this silver cross, it keeps me on the ground
It's not real silver but the intention counts
Did I see them? No not yet, but it's just a matter of time
There are bite marks on the railings and bloodstains all around
At the stroke of the midnight hour when the world is still asleep
India awakens to prey upon your dreams
Out of sixty guests and ten employees
More than half were bitten in their sleep
I'm hiding in the garden of earthly delights
Thinking 'bout the meaning of traveling light
At the stroke of the midnight hour when the world is still asleep
India awakens to prey upon your dreams

Written by:
erik hårdstedt

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