the fire dies on its own

leaving us to ourselves but not exactly alone

I think that something is out there waiting

anticipation is grown

the air as black as can be

can't even see that my hand is in front of me

I'm overhearing a whisper "they won't escape until the blood is set free"



so turn back the silence is deafening

turn back don't let them see you again

they make the rounds at the midnight hour and

on the clock it's just a minute away



so we're hours awake and our only mistake is we bleed

and the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease



now I'm finding my friends

hanging from trees,made a bed of a barbed wire fence

I'm on the loose with my neck in the noose but hey...

I enjoy the intense



turn back the silence is deafening

turn back don't let them see you again

they make the rounds at the midnight hour and

on the clock it's just a minute away



so we're hours awake and our only mistake is we bleed

and the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease

no experience could ever match the sight of when is a person is through

if it's the last thing I will do I'll be the one that will escape from

Hellview... and I will



turn back the silence is deafening

turn back don't let them see you again

they make the rounds at the midnight hour and

on the clock it's just a minute away (twice)



so we're hours awake and our only mistake is we bleed

and the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease

no experience could ever match the sight of when is a person is through

if it's the last thing I will do I'll be the one that will escape from

Hellview... and I will