His hand spells death

He breathes his vile breath

No way you can stop him once he's out

He hauts you sleep

In the tub he hides down deep

He rips your face and no one hears you shout



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He's come for you, what will you do

He'll slash you and rip you and cut you in two



His teeth are black

Flex metal knuckles with a crack

Maggots crawling all throughout his skin

He'll get them all

Everyone will hear his call

When the razors grip beneath their chin



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As the blood begins to splat

On his sweater and his hat

His rotted mouth smiles as you die

His color's red and green

His skin's not what it seems

He rips at it and tears off his own flesh



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