Too Late — Axel Rudi Pell

We fought some Voodoo Silent screams in the night Causing all trouble at midnight We're fading, but believe in the prevision {we're} calling for help, for protection

Some think we're dead {'cause we're} lost and never found But our spirit lives on Some think we're falling Down to the ground But still feeling so strong

Too late, the vermin took the throne No resort, where under the spell Too late, our minds have turned to stone Alone, there's no way out of hell We're much too late

We're screaming for vengeance Waving swords in the round Rolling the dices of evil All of a sudden, out of the dark A light's signalising the ending