It's midnight and The Boys are coming,
Grab your coat and keep on running
Through the empty echo streets
And down the dank and dusky alleys.
A smile's a foe if you don't know it,
So be sure of who you know.
An evil man will never show it
And wicked women fall so low.
Pull your coat around your chin
And watch the pavement as you go,
The tyrant Concrete rules the ground
But cracks will form, and seeds will grow.
When all is burning hell around you,
Stay focused on the winding path,
A life of struggle, versus
An eternity at Satan's Hearth.
