Broken chains, nothing more to find Bloody faces stretching on the ground Screaming bodies creeping wild A king, a fool, a man, a child When the sun goes down it´s time to hide 'Cause they´re looking for a victim tonight When it´s crimetime they make a decision People knows - to k** is their intention People know - people knows to k** It´s a crimetime The clock strikes tonight A crimetime They're coming out to fight They're coming out to fight Run if you can Hide yourself somewhere Pay attention They can be everywhere Some things chop up Reach out their hands Silent sounds to keep you in trance Crimetime - the clock ...