Night Stalker - Stormwitch

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…