Close

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)