The fallen children
Against evil they stand
Gathered together
Hand in hand
Too young to avoid their dreams
Of reality
Too late to save their peace of mind
Their mission was their fate
Tomorrow it can be too late

I see what you do
We'll meet in the catacombs
I can read your mind
You'll pay in the catacombs
Kill my practical jokes
But meet me in the catacombs

Down in the barrens
It's your turn to tell
Flashbacks, flashbacks
On neibolt street twenty-nine
Too late to turn back

Rooms are moving
Reducing and growing
Hold together whatever you do
This is one of its dwells
This is a dream taken from hell

Behind the door
To the bathroom
They are sure that
It stands there waiting to kill

I see what you do
We'll meet in the catacombs
I can read your mind
You'll pay in the catacombs
Kill my practical jokes
But meet me in the catacombs

Come your friends are dying
Down here
You shall face me and
Face your fear
And I know you shall die
For my peace of mind and my life
Cry - for the pain I'll give you
So please try to come near
Cause I am your fear

There is the spider
Give her a punch
With your mind craft
For the future
Don't go too far
Beware of the web
We must kill her once for all

I see what you do
We'll meet in the catacombs
I can read your mind
You'll pay in the catacombs
Kill my practical jokes
But meet me in the catacombs

Pennywise, pennywise
The alien from the past
Pennywise, pennywise

Writer : ERIKSSON, TONY LARS / KARPPANEN, TOMMI ERKKO, / LUNDBERG, JOAKIM ULF, / RYTKOENEN, CHARLES DANIEL / SODERLIND, JONAS PER,
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.