In the city where the Sun hides and the damn vigilante lurks Run rabbit, escape from death, no time to play it coy Your blood in the snow, a trace of fear on your face They will hunt you down, no mercy in this chase Undercover in the darkness, they're searching high and low No escape, no surrender, their grip tightening as they go The beat of your heart, a metronome of dread The shadows of the night, closing in ahead Rocking to the rhythm, the electronic symphony Hard as steel, the pulse of the city Pop, pop, the sound of a gunshot In this twisted game, there's no way to stop