Its that time of night
that time we all fear...
We walk into the party
we start to mingle...
It doesn't matter,
how much you could of screamed...
You pray for someone to love
yet you sell a piece of your soul...
Theres now nothing left but the blood on the...
No girl in her bedroom, just a note on the door...
Food, I really hate the stuff
The smell alone makes me sick...