Spew the blood from your mind Sharp razors are cutting you Death in your dreams is your nightmare Escape, hide yourself, don't go crazy There is no peace, he's a bastard Crazy revenge marked on you
Live in the dream just to kill Know that from the dream, you'll not wake up Power and fear are his weapons Violent agony sustains his life Children suffering with his pain Elm is the street, die for it
Prisoners, prisoners, of Elm Street
His nails screeching are his signal His feverish voice doesn't let you wake up Today is the end, he's going to kill you Dream, dream a lot, Elm Street is your homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
