It's the end of the week, we're all about to leave,
To go back home
Packed our bags and the gear, it's time for a last drink
We've worked hard, still had much fun
Everything's turned out as we had planned
But all of a sudden we're hearing a noise...
Here comes the blackout!
The trees are dancing slowly to the wind
Is this a zombie apocalypse?
Cold chills run down my spine and now it seems
The perfect beginning of a horror story
Close all the shutters, run upstairs
(It is twenty twenty, and this is the end of our world)
The hail is slamming on the window, it's loud like hell
This place is creepy, don't you yell
(We're in a splatter movie, you know how these stories always end)
One hundred thousand decibels
(And if someone kills us, they'll never find our corpses)
Thunder now enlightens the hall, electricity's down,
Phone batteries are low
Icecubes fall down from the sky... right onto our cars
Boredom's starting to take hold: I've got an idea for a prank
I'm waiting for you behind a door... ready to pop out!
The trees are dancing slowly to the wind
Is this a zombie apocalypse?
Cold chills run down my spine and now it seems
The perfect beginning of a horror story
Close all the shutters, run upstairs
(If there is a killer, he could hide our bodies anywhere)
The hail is slamming on the window, it's loud like hell
This place is creepy, don't you yell
(I'd better grab a knife and snuggle in a corner for a while)
One hundred thousand decibels
(And if there's a psycho, he'll never let go of us)
Close all the shutters, run upstairs
(It is twenty twenty, and this is the end of our world)
The hail is slamming on the window, it's loud like hell
This place is creepy, don't you yell
(We're in a splatter movie, you know how these stories always end)
One hundred thousand decibels
(And if someone kills us, they'll never find your corpses)