Testo di Check The Children

Children lying in their graves When they rise we will be saved Children playing in the streets The necromancer they will meet Funeral pyres light the sky Flesh and blood will burn and die Shadows roam barren lands Reaping fields with crimson hands Silent stalkers passing by Wolves are howling, children cry Strangers calling, none know why Hide your babes away Check your children Policemen's sons are going too And if you don't know what to do Hide your babes from stranger's eye Or you'll be kissing them goodbye Children run in the mire The objects of the desire Of specters who are lurking near Striking their hearts with fear Silent stalkers passing by Wolves are howling, children cry Strangers calling, none know why Hide your babes away Check your children Children run in the mire The objects of the desire Of specters who are lurking near Striking their hearts with fear Policemen's sons are going too And if you don't know what to do Hide your babes from stranger's eye Or you'll be kissing them goodbye Silent stalkers passing by Wolves are howling, children cry Strangers calling, none know why Hide your babes away Check your children