作曲 : Benedictum, Freeman, Wells
There's a beast in the field 
There's a lion in the night
Ever stalking with a passion 
Ever hiding from the light
And his name is the only 
And his name is the one
And he won't stop destroying til his wicked work is done
Children run, children run, children run
The night time is falling 
The voices are calling a beast 
There's a beast in the field
The world keeps on turning but we are not learning 
A beast 
There's a beast in the field
There's a beast
There's a beast
There's a beast in the field 
There's a lion in the night
Overcome by our weakness we have no strength to fight
Better run little children 
better run, better flee 
For the beast that I speak of is alive roaming free
Children run, children run, children run
The night time is falling the voices are calling a beast 
there's a beast in the field
The whole world is turning but we are not learning 
A beast 
there's a beast in the field
Don't look into his eyes
For fools confound the wise
This deranged, dark usurper tears the fabric of the soul
Look upon your own person 
Now is half what was whole
The most primal of instincts is to stand, fight, or flee
At this time I beseech you to make haste and come with me
Approaching, encroaching, it lives a lie
Controlling, imposing, it will take your life!
The night time is falling 
The voices are calling a beast 
There's a beast in the field
The world keeps on turning but we are not learning 
A beast 
There's a beast in the field