Run, run, run; gotta get away,
You ain’t got enough time to stay.
It’s comin’ after you,
There’s nothing you can do.

Just close your eyes,
Death has sent out his spies.
You won’t last long,
Not in this solemn song.

Run, run, run; run through the streets,
Keep in time with the rhythm of your heart beats.
I wish there was another way out of this mess,
You seem to be in distress.

Don’t worry darling; the end is drawing near,
Death can smell your fear.
Find your inner strength; you’ll need it now,
Run as fast as your feet will allow.

Run, run, run; gotta get away,
Your breathing has gone from pianissimo to forte.
Your heart beat stops; your skin grows cold,
Welcome to the new age; let it’s darkness unfold.