In the houses of the holy
To the middle of the mystic sea
At the cradle of the worldThere's a black cat screaming
And it's not even midnight, no
At the cradle of the worldThey're screaming for sanctuary
They're screaming at you
Lock up the wolves
Lock up the wolves, yeah, yeah, yeahNow there's a cloud over heaven
And a pain out of paradise
In your corner of the worldTurn your back on the children
Does it feel like it's colder
In your corner of the worldThey're screaming for sanctuary
They're screaming at you
Lock up the wolves
Lock up the wolves,...Don't you let 'em get away
Lock up the wolves before you play
Or it's over
Lock up the wolves
Don't you let 'em get away
Don't you let 'em get awayThere's no back door to heaven
Just a front door to hell, oh
In this corner of the worldNow if you turn your back on the children
Don't you feel it getting colder
In your corner of the worldThey're screaming for sanctuary
They're screaming at you
Lock up the wolves
Lock up the wolves,...
Songwriters
Bain, Jimmy / Robertson, Rowan / Dio, Ronnie JamesPublished by
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