In love with the maiden, the flower of winter
Lowbrow children in grove of the inland
How many times heart's gone through the grinder
Wherever you look there's a painful reminderSinging a love song, words of a stranger
The howling miller, never to face herTemple of the evil, temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels
Late-night innuendo, temptation of the key
Live with the Black Sheep, live with meInsanity, blessing for those born to hate you
Burned by the embers of love, it is so cruel
Howling the night for sun of the midnight
Serving the people, condemned you in the eternal nightOf the lost song, words of the stranger
The howling miller, never to face herTemple of the evil, temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels
Late-night innuendo, temptation of the key
Live with the Black Sheep, live with me