“When darkness comes and eats the light,bury your fears on sorry night.Because in the winter's darkest hours,comes the feasting of the Vours.You cannot see it, the life they stole.Your body's there, but not your soul.”

“When dark creeps in and eats the light,Bury your fears on Sorry Night.For in the winter's blackest hours,Comes the feasting of the Vours, No one can see it, the life they stole,Your body's here but not your soul...”

“In your darkest hour always there lies the truth awakening your soul with the dawn of light. Never let fear over shadow your destiny.”

“The dark has teeth and it will bite,It feasts begins on Sorry Night.When cold and fear are intertwined,They'll chew up your heart and feed on your mind.Where have the souls gone? What do they see?The gateway to Hell's eternity.”

“They lurk in the cold and dark.Hungry and,wicked,they wait for their one chance to devour the weak on Sorry Night.Then the vours feast on a banquet of fear.Your fear.They steal your soul but your body remains.No one knows the difference.”

“This world is made of darkness and light, my girl, and in the darkest times you have to believe the sun will come again, even if you yourself don't live to see it.”