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They're creeping on Through your mind Won't you think it over We know the scenes They're marching on with torches Peeping from inside With evil's eyes The ferris wheel is turning The tale is told again And if we don't care We end up all the same We stroke the flames We never quenched all those years We should have learned From things which may come close We need to talk Time has come Don't play it down It's over We know their themes It's creeping on with caution Peeping from inside With evil's eyes (M:Maile / Meyn / Ito, T:Meyn)