(Composição: Ronnie James Dio, Rowan Robertson, Jimmy Bain) In the houses of the holy To the middle of the mystic sea At the cradle of the world There's a black cat screaming And it's not even midnight, no At the cradle of the world They're screaming for sanctuary They're screaming at you Lock up the wolves Lock up the wolves, yeah, yeah, yeah Now there's a cloud over heaven And a pain out of paradise In your corner of the world Turn your back on the children Does it feel like it's colder In your corner of the world They'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 away There's no back door to heaven Just a front door to hell, oh In this corner of the world Now if you turn your back on the children Don't you feel it getting colder In your corner of the world They're screaming for sanctuary They're screaming at you Lock up the wolves Lock up the wolves
