The fire dies on its own

Leaving usto ourselves but not exactly alone

I think that something is out there, waiting

Anticipation has grown

The air as black as can be

Can't eve 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

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



And 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



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

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

No experience could ever match the sight of when 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



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 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

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

No experience could ever match the sight of when 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