Its dark and rainy, At home alone
a knock on my front door, "thank god someones home!"
"We're on a road trip, our tire has blown, our friend has gone missing, she went down this road!"
"Come in, have a seat," I offer food to eat
as you take a bite, something's not quite right
from your bowl of stew, a finger points at you,
now you know the truth0 your missing friend is inside you!
Run for the exit, you split up and run for your life
desperate and sceaming, you one by one fall to my knife
Fear will make you hide, I will surely find you in my own house,
house of horror has you, scream- but you'll never be found
A bloodbath will ensue
I'll make short work of you
and all your hopeless friends
this maze of terror never ends
now watch, their flesh I will rend

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