Jack's Folklore from Hollow by Deadweight

Mass panic he's on the loose
pealing flesh and creating wounds

Her body lies there to decay
withering like a rose bouquet

looking over like a sinful crow
glaring down at her haunting glow

looking up at the beast inside
someone help there's nowhere to hide

This is her last goodbye
suffocate until she dies
grip the knife one more time
stab her chest and rip her eyes
she cant stop him now

And if your body feels cold
Don't you fucking turn around
He's laughing now he's made the great escape
I hope you know his name will be in shame

this is what she found lurking behind her

I hope you take this to your grave
and when he comes back you'll know his name

I'm in the killing mood, i'll try my hand at murder

• Heavy
• Metal
• Milwaukee