White Line Fever - Deströyer 666

We walk those city streets, the wolves in neon light

We’re seeking sanctuary from the coming light

White Line Fever

Fuels the rage towards the dawn

'Cos to the night we were born

We prowl the midnight strip, hyenas on the hunt

We’re cravin' evermore and just a little

White Line Fever

Race toward the comin' dawn

'Cos to the night we were born

Wolves like witches gather 'neath the dark moon light

Casting spells with distant howls into the night

We walk these city streets, the wolves in neon light

We’re seeking sanctuary and the endless night

I heard that vixen speak, she spoke to me in tongues

Howlin' like a wildcat every time she cums

White Line Fever

Bled me dry until the dawn, fires up and pleads for more

Wolves like witches gather 'neath the dark moon light

Casting spells with distant howls into the night

We walk these city streets, the wolves in neon light

We’re seeking sanctuary and the endless night

Solos — K.K., Roland