Too Late...
Too Many Stitches Have They Come to Make
We Haven't Got Anything More To Break
We've Got The Taste to Face, And Need to Achieve
We'll Bleed...
(Chorus I)
He's Coming Out To Play Now
Keep Your Children Safe Now
If He Finds You Somehow
You Better Run And Scream Out Loud
(Verse II)
With Haste...
We'll Grab The Torch And We Will March The Street
All Looking For The One To Suffocate
We Dim The Lights So We will seem So Faint
No Wait...
(Chorus II)
He's Coming Out To Play Now
Keep Your Children Safe Now
If He Finds You Somehow
You Better Run And Scream Out Loud
(Solo)
(Verse III)
In Vain...
All The Ones Who've Gone Or Felt The Pain
Now We Have Come All The More Desperate
To Understand The Meaning of This Game
Too Late...