Look at him. He rose from the fire. He approaches. He is ready to strike. No one can escape this fate. Everyone gets into his burning feet, Everyone hears the crunch of broken bones
chorus: You're already afraid of? So you're next. Feel his hot respiratory? He stands behind you. He tells you: "Welcome to my nightmare"
Resist no sense. We're all doomed. He's getting close ... His victim become ... You ...
chorus: You're already afraid of? So you're next. Feel his hot respiratory? He stands behind you. He tells you: "Welcome to my nightmare"