Alone at night with a circle of eyes, making my way while I still got time. Head back down to the cul-de-sac I'm mesmerized while, the children cry. Crows pass by through the starless skies, the things I've seen could cause a fright. Stalk them through the windows, the one's who live I'll follow.
The dead boys, are coming home. Tonight is the night, they will roam.
Remember when you laughed and tormented me, spilling your blood will set me free. Bury your body in the autumn leaves, I'm having fun while your family grieves. I've come back for the others now, in the streets there's not a sound. Kill them all, while the sun is down.
The skeleton comes from within the park, pull me from the grave while he glows in the dark. Lights grow dim as the rain falls down, someone knows that I'm inside. Leaves blow through this cold dark night, fear is what they all must fight. Run down the street there's no one around, all hallow's eve has got you know.
The dead boys, are coming home. Tonight is the night, they will roam.
Remember when you laughed and tormented me, spilling your blood will set me free. Bury your body in the autumn leaves, I'm having fun while your family grieves. I've come back for the others now, in the streets there's not a sound. Kill them all, while the sun is down.
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