There is a place where the losers win A port of call for desperate men It is known by many names We come and go but it remains Nobody cares, nobody cries if you're scared or if you die That's the way it goes You should know...
You're in the place they call the Night-side In the shadows where the killers and the pirates hide Stick around if you think you can survive in the city on the Night-side
Running scared through endless night Too afraid to put up a fight They shackle her wrists It's too late to resist Scanned for weapons and transmitters Sold at auction to the highest bidder That's the way it goes Now you know...
You can find us on the Night-side In the shadows where the killers and the pirates hide Come around if you think you can survive in the city on the Night-side
You can find us on the Night-side In the shadows where the killers and the pirates hide Come around if you think you can survive in the place they call the Night-side