Are you, are you Coming to the tree Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree They say who murdered three Where dead man called out For his love to flee

In the murder city But not hopeless I feel so useless But not helpless The clock strikes midnight We are the last call And it's too pathetic I'm wide awake

Murder at midnight The enemy on the way Will he return with the day? The devil's seed on the way And then we tell you to pray At night I saw him And not a soul has called