Something stands
At the foot of my bed
Young kicks
Torn to shreds
Ten years old
Oh my god the Enfield horror
Dance around the casualties
Open the door and
Face the flooring figure's
Blood eyes
Five claws caught in the door
Scarlet terror I'm absorbed
As he reaches for his gun
Oh my god the Enfield horror
Dance around the casualties
Open the door and
Face the flooring creature
She's an aberration entity
I want to run and hide
But all my fear compels
Me to close my eyes
I don't know why you asked
Me
I don't know why you asked
Me
I don't know why you asked
Me
I don't know why you asked
Me