Strange flavour on the desert street
And the night comes with mad spirits
Dressed in black with a scythe in her hand
It never rains but it poors young man

When the bell strike to midnight
You pray hoping for the daylight
And you know something´s watching you
It´s a crossroad you know that is true

Oh you might be mesmerized
You got a cold shiver in your body rise
The wind spits on your gastly face
And the lost shadows like you trap in maze
Nobody can hear your scream in your head
You walk paralized following your eyes
The sky is mourning and the moon in tears
Walking slightly to bring up the rear
Nobody dares to scream
And nobody even drops a tear
You can call that cowerdice
My bones are cold as ice

When the bell strike to midnight
You pray hoping for the daylight
And you know something´s watching you
It´s a crossroad you know that is true

Go back to square one, don´t think you´re the only one
It comes from the deep of yourself
When at night you´re go back home

When the bell strike to midnight
You pray hoping for the daylight
And you know something´s watching you
It´s a crossroad you know that is true

Square at night, square at night