Late at night
Deep within the shadows of my mind
Horrors you will find

On dim lit streets
I don’t talk to people that I meet
I just hear their screams

And I know, where to go
And I know just what to say
To make them go my way

Dead of night, what a fright
And they won’t see the daylight
If I have my way

They come with me
I love to show them things they’ve never seen
Down a dead end street

And I know, where to go
And I know just what to say
To make them go my way

Dead of night, what a fright
And they won’t see the daylight
If I have my way

It’s in their eyes
The look of disgust horror and surprise
When they see my knife

And I know, where to go
And I know just what to say
To make them go my way

Dead of night, what a fright
And they won’t see the daylight
If I have my way