Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is closer at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terroize y'awl's neighbourhood
And whoseoever shall be found
Without the soull ffor getting down
Must stand and face the houds of hell
And rot inside a corrppse's shell
The foulest sttench is in the air
The funky of forty thousand years
And grizzly ghoulss from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And through you fight to stay alive
Your body start to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller
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