Crimetime - And One

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