Album: Anguish

Crimetime

Broken chains nothing more to find
bloody faces scratching on the ground
screaming bodys creeping wild
a king, a fool, a man, a child

when the sun goes down it´s time to hide
cause they´re looking for a victim tonight
when it´s crimetime they make a desition
people knows to kill is their intention
people know - people knows to kill

it´s a crimetime
the clock strikes tonight
a crimetime
they coming out to fight
they coming out to fight

run if you can
hide yourself somwhere
pay antention
they can be everywhere
something´s chop up
reach out their hands
silent sounds to keep you in trance

crimetime - the clock