Lletres: October 31. Back Alley Murders.

Waiting in the dead of night
Your mind is all but still
Stalking is a horrid fright
It's a battle of wills
Worried you will feel the end
Can you feel the force
The tension falls upon you now
It's the war to end all wars

Midnight is the time to die
As the strike of twelve brings death
Holding on for your life is the final proving test
In front of you it does stand
The sinner that is night
Darkness has uncovered you
Death turns out the light

Back alley murders
The shadows showed you not a thing
A phobia of doom within
You sense the fear, now feel the sting

Madness is what brings the kill
Will it all come down
Who will die by this twisted life
Run, you had better run
In front of you it does stand
The sinner that is night
Darkness has uncovered you
Death turns out the light

Back alley murders
Your eyes are wide but yet you're blind
Back alley murders
Insanity's alive tonight

Is it fear that feeds on you
The visions of your stare
Is it waiting to unfold, my friend you best beware

Create your fears and die from them
How fragile are our minds
Phobia of doom within, destroying us inside

The hammers smashing, break you down
You're quickly fading fast
Looking forward isn't there
Keep looking to your past
All memories, see nothing new
No future, only doom
Collapsed and fallen is your world
The victim is you.