The barren land lies empty, no enemies in sight Though no one ever told them, at midnight they'll get wise As shadow falls upon them, no one even dares to speak your name
They'll be given the lesson of their lives Blood and death will follow
As they get wise To the lies they believed to be real And they will pay the price by facing the truth and its deal When they die At midnight they'll get wise
A shape of hidden power, a presence of true might Trust in feral knowledge, their fires will die out Servants to a coward, no one even dares to stand alone
Eyes roll back in terror - the panic starts to rise Blood and they will follow
As they get wise To the lies they believed to be real And they will pay the price by facing the truth and its deal When they die At midnight they'll get wise
