Coming for you in the night
In your room, what a fright
Try to scream, but no one hears
Before your eyes, all your fears
Running from a grim demise
Pleading for your simple life
Cut you down, right to the bone
He wants nothing, but your soul
Darkened figure, blackened cloak
Stench of death will make you choke
Grabs you by the hair and pulls
Realise you are alone
Darkened figure, blackened cloak
Try to scream, but you choke
Darkened figure, blackened cloak
Try to scream, but you choke!