(Your time has come) I'm waiting for my turn I know what you've done My revenge is coming Like the wind I will blow To unveil your face And see your empty eyes You're trapped in your twisted game And now you've crossed the line Crossed the line Face your shame Too late to change yourself You can't turn back No way you've crossed the line Crossed the line I'm feeding my rancor I never forgot There will be no shelter Like the wind I will blow To unveil your face And see your empty eyes You're trapped in your twisted game And now you've crossed the line Crossed the line Face your shame Too late to change yourself You can't turn back No way you've crossed the line Crossed the line Abusing, dispoiling, mistreating, controlling your time has come Despoiling, abusing, no door to regret, you will pay what you've Done When does innocence die? When does innocence die? It Dies You'll face your shame Too late to change yourself You can't turn back No way you've crossed the line You've crossed the line Face your shame Your time has come Time has come