The Twelfth Hour
BONG, BONG, BONG
Once a year,
BONG, BONG, BONG
they come out,
BONG, BONG, BONG
To haunt us.
BONG, BONG, BONG
At the stroke of twelve don't you dare,
journey into the midnight air.
For if you do,
we'll see you next year,
when the clock strikes twelve,
and you come back from hell.