A hundred and seventeen-year-old I meet today, yes sir, a hundred and seventeen-year-old.
Well, Satan, this will be a nice night for one of our cheerful little bedtime stories, kids.
Ah, Satan's very young, it's just that you're nice as this.
Satan, tell everyone to douse their light.
Hold your breath, it's the house scene.
It's not still in the same screen.
Wait until time, time will come.
You're too smart to need to come.
Douse your light, lock the door.
You're progressing to the floor.
Drop your head, close your eyes.
I'm the devil in this night.
I'm the devil in this night.
I'll get you, it won't.
Simulate your mighty thoughts.
I'll get you, it won't.
Life can be so much fun.
I'll get you, it won't.
Simulate your mighty thoughts.
I'll get you, it won't.
Life can be so much fun.
Hold your breath.
It's the house scene.
It's not still in the same screen.
Restrain the scream, raise your gun
Time will come, you're just one too easy drum
Sound the lights, knock the door
You're progressing to the floor
Drop your head, close your eyes
I'm the devil in disguise
I'll get you, if you want
Separate the old life from us
I'll get you, if you want
Life can be so unfair
I'll get you, if you want
Separate the old life from us
I'll get you, if you want
Life can be so unfair
That's it
Now, roar up to the fire
And gaze into the emerald
Gaze into our medea
I'll kill everyone to douse their life
I'll get you, if you want
Separate the old life from us
I'll get you, if you want
Life can be so unfair
I'll get you, if you want
Separate the old life from us
I'll get you, if you want
Life can be so unfair
Well, that's the end of that, you see
Sleep well until next time, little children.