The clock strikes midnight..
Its time to go
But all the sorrows
Start to flow..

Wings so hollow
Filled me with sorrows
What should we play next?...

SO

ITS TIME TO HUNT
ITS TIME TO KILL
ITS TIME TO SCORE!

ITS TIME TO LET THOSE
BODIES ROT EVEN MORE!

TIME TO HIDE OUR FACES
IN THE BLOOD THAT WE HAVE SCORED!

THE BLOOD ON THE WINGS
MEAN THAT YOU FORGOT THE RING!
SO LEAVE ME AT THE CHAPEL,
NO ONE TO LOVE

WHY NOT FIND SOMEONE
WHO ALREADY WON?!

Forced down to reckoning
You feel yourself becoming
More and more

AND YOU CANT HELP CRAVE BLOOD!

SO

ITS TIME TO HUNT
ITS TIME TO FEED
SEND OUT THE MUTTS!

FOR THE GIRL WITH ONE EYE
FOR THE WOLF WHO COULDN'T DIE
FOR THE ONE WHOSE MADE OF LIGHT!

FOR
THE
ONE
WITH
BLOODY
WINGS

WE HUNT
WE FEAST
YOU MUST MEET OUR FEARS

OR ELSE YOUR GOING TO HAVE A BAD TIME HERE!
SO RUN RUN

LITTLE CHILDEN
WHERE DID YOU GO?
LET MY SORROWS FLOW!

FOR THE BLOODY WINGS
INDICATED THERE WAS NO RING

RUN RUN CHILDREN
WHERE DID YOU HIDE?

I THINK YOU WOULD LOVE TO DIE!