Hounds of the Night (Live: Apocalypse Now Tour June 1981)

A night so full of fear

Colours very strange to me

Am I really here?

Echoes reassuring me

Bewitching lights are chasing me

Suddenly he turns on me

A paranoid delight

The hounds of the night

Only victim of my plight

Sharp face, drawn and white

Demented, staring straight at me

An onslaught to my memory