Broken chains nothing more to find
Bloody faces
Scratching on the ground
Screaming bodies creeping wild
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 now to kill is their intention

It's a crimetime the clock strikes tonight
crimetime
 [bad word] out to fight.
 [bad word] if you can
Hide yourself somewhere
Pay attention
They can be anywhere

Something's
Reach out their hands
Silent sounds to keep
You in trance

It's a crimetime the clock strikes tonight
crimetime
 [bad word] out to fight