In the dead of the night
As you turn on the light
Waiting for the day
With an Icy Fear
It's becoming clear
You'll never get away
All your nightmares will come true
'Cos we're coming after you
When your blood runs cold
With a silent scream
You know it isn't a dream
We're coming out to play
Too late, you're sold
We've got your soul
Your friends have come to stay
Hearing noises everywhere
You know there's something in the air
To make your blood run cold