In the shade of a whispering night.
A tormentedchild, yells for revenge.
For a dignified end.

Reflecting evil, in theblade of a knife.
Tragic requiem, without goodbye
She’s too young to die.

In a deadendalley, her body remains
Embraced by evil hands
Crying, the child in thenight.

Looking for shelter, dazed and confuse.
She is hunting and screaming, behind the walls.
No one can sleep

Then a legion of dead, return from beyond.
To hunt downthe killers at all costs.
Tonight he must pay.
They are guided by spells to the murderer’s hideout
He’s surrounded by many, hands
Revenge, in the name of the dead child!

Rest in peace
Holy child in the night
Rest in peace
No more victims to night