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...
He's coming out to play now
Keep your children safe now
If he finds you somehow
You better run and
Scream out loud
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...
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-
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...
He's coming out to play now
Keep your children safe now
If he finds you somehow
You better run and
Scream out loud