[Verse 1]
Twilight, come to life
Stay awake for the night
No escape from the fight
Fear is rising
When the sky's turning black
Then there's no turning back
I'll be under attack
So exciting

[Refrain]
You're outta luck tonight
Ready to die? You might!
Under the moon alight
Ah-ah, ah, oh

[Verse 2]
I'm so alone, so afraid
Where's the home that I made?
Too far away, gone astray
Sort of frightening

[Refrain]
You're outta luck tonight (I can hear their bones)
Ready to die? You might! (Hissing in the grove)
Under the moon alight (Lurking in the shado-o-ws)
[Chorus]
A sword, a shield will do me good
Made of iron I wield, and sticks of wood
No sleeping 'til morning, and if I should
I'll hold the line
They're crawling, exploding and glowing red
So I'll fashion some armor, or I'm good as dead
Still crafting and casting, that's what I said
I'll hold the line for the diamonds of the mine

[Verse 3]
Sun's up, day is here
Should be nothing to fear
But caves are dark, never clear
Go in blindly

[Refrain]
You're outta luck tonight (I can hear the groans)
Ready to die? You might! (Don't know where they go)
Under the moon alight (Somewhere in the shado-o-ows)
Ah-ah, ah, oh-oh

[Chorus]
A sword, a shield will do me good
Made of iron I wield, and sticks of wood
No sleeping 'til morning, and if I should
I'll hold the line
They're crawling, exploding and glowing red
So I'll fashion some armor, or I'm good as dead
Still crafting and casting, that's what I said
I'll hold the line for the diamonds of the mine
[Break]
Pa-ram, pa-ta-dam (Pam, pam)
Pa-ram, pa-ta-dam (Pam, pam)
Pa-ram, pa-ta-dam (Pam, pam)
La-la-la-la
If this is the end
We fight to the death
For the life I'll surely live
If this is the end
We fight to the death
For the life I'll surely live

[Bridge]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, ah-ha!
Diamonds, diamonds
Got to mine the diamonds
Di-diamonds, d-d-d-diamonds
Go-go-got to mine the diamonds
DIAMONDS, DIAMONDS
GO-GO-GOT TO MINE THE DIAMONDS
D-D-D-DIAMONDS, D-D-D-DIAMONDS
DIAMONDS!

[Chorus]
A sword, a shield will do me good
Made of iron I wield, and sticks of wood
No sleeping 'til morning, and if I should
I'll hold the line
They're crawling, exploding and glowing red
So I'll fashion some armor, or I'm good as dead
Still crafting and casting, that's what I said
I'll hold the line for the diamonds of the mine