Midnight’s hour has come and gone,
The bridegroom’s here, the feast goes on,
Five wise are dancing, torches bright,
But outside, five stand in the night.

One minute past midnight, the door is locked tight,
They cried, "Lord, open!" but darkness fills their sight,
One minute past midnight, regret fills the air,
"Too late, too late," echoes their despair.

They left to find the oil they lacked,
Now they’re back, but the door’s been sacked,
The wise prepared, their lamps did glow,
But for the foolish, the answer’s no.

One minute past midnight, the door is locked tight,
They cried, "Lord, open!" but darkness fills their sight,
One minute past midnight, regret fills the air,
"Too late, too late," echoes their despair.

Tick-tock, the clock’s run out,
They scream, they shout, but there’s no way out,
Lessons learned too late, fate’s sealed, no doubt,
Be ready, be vigilant, don’t let your light go out.

The wise are feasting, joy in their eyes,
But outside the door, the foolish cry,
The chance was given, the time was there,
Now they stand, lost in their despair.

One minute past midnight, the door is locked tight,
They cried, "Lord, open!" but darkness fills their sight,
One minute past midnight, regret fills the air,
"Too late, too late," echoes their despair.

Midnight’s chime has long since passed,
The lessons learned, the die is cast,
Stay awake, keep your lamps alight,
For you know not when comes the night.

One minute past midnight, the door is locked tight,
They cried, "Lord, open!" but darkness fills their sight,
One minute past midnight, regret fills the air,
"Too late, too late," echoes their despair.

Too late, too late,
too late, too late!