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Footsteps approach from the shadows of night

Whispers echo from the woods

Campfire flames grow hotter and higher

Chills from the stories being told

Tales of death, murder and superstition

A lifeless body in the lake

His lust for blood was born on this night

The most feared day of all

With all the anger and all the rage

The butchers back to dominate

They try to run but it's too late

All the natives fear his name

A man who lives for the pleasure of vengeance

Without guilt or remorse

Get on your knees and pray for mercy

He has come for your soul

The counselors gather at night

Enthralled with fornication

Bloodstains on the floor, the sign of their annihilation

In the dead of night comes a bringer of death and destruction

Dripping from his knife the blood is flowing like oceans

You can't run and hide, he's perfected killing in motion

Their eyes are open wide, they cannot believe his repulsion

Transcending life and death to redefine their pain

He's resurrected again and again and again

Frozen statue of death,

Too scared to even breath

Will it be flee or fight?

It's all the same in the end

Behind psychotic eyes, a Lunatic resides

Prepare yourself to die

His knife will open you wide!