A
wolf is howling in the wind
A man is carried by the storm
Leaves whip across the sky
And no bird dares to fly
When the sky is grey
When the sky is grey
And the hunter is out Watch out!
And try not, and try not to be the prey
Prey, prey,
prey
Not to be the prey
Prey, prey You better prey,
prey
Prey, not to be the prey
You
can count on me That's one, two, three
You can feel the heat
Now comes the storm
Shut the windows and the doors
It's gonna be,
it's gonna be,
it's gonna be raining
It's gonna be raining
It's gonna be,
it's gonna be,
it's gonna be raining
You gotta pray,
pray,
pray Not to be the brain,
brain,
brain
You gotta pray,
pray,
pray Not to be the brain
Got the windows and the doors It's gonna be raining
It's gonna be raining It's gonna be raining
Rain and blood