"Crimetime" lyrics

Broken chains nothing more to find
Bloody faces scratching on the ground
Screaming bodies 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 decision
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 somewhere
Pay attention
They can be everywhere
Some things chop up
Reach out their hands
Silent sounds to keep you in trance

Crimetime
The clock strikes tonight
A crimetime
They coming out to fight
They coming out to fight

A king, a fool, a man, a child...