作词 : Rogga Johansson
 作曲 : Rogga Johansson/Hakan Stuvemark
They dwell down here
they sleep and they feed
no unforgiving greed
bothers the rest of the eaters
Only every century
an awakening occurs
a plague upon the land
anticipated and feared
Lock your doors tonight
bold your windows shut
there’s a terror in the air
this ain’t no market fair
The eaters
the scourge upon this outback place
the eaters
has come to collect their meat
Out from the badlands
comes a wind of sheer disease
bringing forth the awoken
the time has come to feed
The lurker soon arrives
soon to shed its skin
the time of waiting within
soon to be at end