• If you see this girl out all alone,
    Please don't let her from going home.

    Don't worry young one, you'll be alright.
    Unless I find my butcher knife.

    Please, young one, don't go home...
    Because I'd rather have you out and alone.

    I'll let the darkness fall over you as if it was light...
    Because I finally found my slaughtering knife.

    So I'll watch the blood cover your eyes, nose, and mouth...
    And I'll laugh a demented laugh just for you, oh so loud