A murder in the dark The convent in the night The constable is on the way, The suspect out of sight He trampled down the garden lane The mystery has begun He signed by the pentagram And now is on the run I gotta tell you a story, And the story we start right at the scene of the crime Another murder and tonight he's left in time Another victim had gone, Another inhuman slaughter on the lane of a park And still the chief inspector tumbling in the dark At night I saw him Can you recall him? And not a soul has called Murder at midnight The enemy on the way Murder at midnight Will he return with the day? Murder at midnight The devil's seed on the way Murder at midnight And then we tell you to pray He must have done it alone, He is a master of hiding, and he left not a trace And by the moonlight saw the goat shape of his face He got an interrogation and they tried hard to break him but it couldn't be prooved For the only trace they ever found was cloven hooved.