Beyrodt / Bormann / Cooper    Walk through the dark  I'm finding no simple way out,  A way had appeared  no time for a scream or a shout,  Here is my shadow  it seems, who didn't believe  I've given up looking   look for the place of reprieve,    Watching through the glass  I see the thoughts will bring me to :    Six past the hour  The bells they did ring  They chime on Six past the hour   The thoughts they would bring,  They will bring me  The point of no return, return, return    Walk in the door  I see the flickering flame  A look in his eyes  Told me he's thinking the same  Seconds before it seems  A lifetime had passed    Watching through the glass  I see the pane it has to see    Six past the hour  The bells they did ring  They chime on Six past the hour   The thoughts they would bring,  They will bring me  The point of no return, return, return    He'll see the blood  In his eyes as he nears  Seconds will pass  as he trembles with fear    Six past the hour  The bells they did ring  They chime on Six past the hour   The thoughts they would bring,  They will bring me  The point of no return, return, return