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