Stereotypical Horror
I crawl through the floor boards in search of an escape
I try to hide but run into a corpse, my mouth’s agape
I stifle a scream and back slowly away
The rotten stench of a body’s decay
Sends me into spasms, an uncontrollable fit of rage
I hear a noise and stop, frozen in a cage
He’s coming down the stairs, into the basement
Dawning horror creeps up my spine, I’m just a replacement
For all these bodies piling up around me
I’m next for sure, it’s not hard to see
I was asleep in my bed, next I’m tied up in chains
I wriggle my way out and see all the stains
Straight from a horror movie, sharp objects all around
Look for an escape but aghast with terror I’m weighed down
I trampled the floor boards in panic and crawled down into the ground
Held my breath in growing dread, careful to not make a sound
Now he’s here, an anonymous figure of fright
I peek through the floor boards and see my plight
A person I know, my dad’s best friend
He’s coming to torture me, I begin to pretend
That I’m far away from this house of repulsion
I’m safe in my bed holding a stuffed animal, not a corspe, dead, revulsion
Now he stops and gazes around looking for his prey
The creepiest smile in an overwhelming display
Of how truly insane he really is
I know that look, it means I’m caught, I’m his
He looks down right into my eye
I’m frozen in shock, unwilling to try
To escape because I’ve had enough
His eyes sparkle, he’s called my bluff
I close my eyes, unwilling to see
What he has in store for me
Crack, the floor boards an inch from my head are destroyed
I see a foot and a shovel, hands tearing away the floor, I try to avoid
His terrible grasp, my inevitable doom
I crawl away into my own tomb
Bodies all around, we have a serial killer on the loose
He sticks his head in and we silently gaze at each other, it’s just no use
His gaze says give up, for a moment I want to
Defiant and fighting till the end, I count to two
I grab the first thing my hands lay on
I throw a shoe in that bastard’s face, then he’s gone
I spring from my casket and find him grinning
I look around for a weapon and find the tools of his sinning
Blades and chainsaws, all that you can imagine
I clutch a knife and point it at him in reaction
His smirk fades and his eyes become serious
I rush and stab him right into the heart, delirious
He stumbles around trashing his torture chamber
I run for the stairs avoiding my next door neighbor
Stumble down the halls I’ve been down a thousand times
I wonder how many people have witnessed his crimes
The house is silent, I run for the door
I escape into the night, sprint away from the gore
Never to be seen again
Except for a tip call to the police and then
I vanished.
I try to hide but run into a corpse, my mouth’s agape
I stifle a scream and back slowly away
The rotten stench of a body’s decay
Sends me into spasms, an uncontrollable fit of rage
I hear a noise and stop, frozen in a cage
He’s coming down the stairs, into the basement
Dawning horror creeps up my spine, I’m just a replacement
For all these bodies piling up around me
I’m next for sure, it’s not hard to see
I was asleep in my bed, next I’m tied up in chains
I wriggle my way out and see all the stains
Straight from a horror movie, sharp objects all around
Look for an escape but aghast with terror I’m weighed down
I trampled the floor boards in panic and crawled down into the ground
Held my breath in growing dread, careful to not make a sound
Now he’s here, an anonymous figure of fright
I peek through the floor boards and see my plight
A person I know, my dad’s best friend
He’s coming to torture me, I begin to pretend
That I’m far away from this house of repulsion
I’m safe in my bed holding a stuffed animal, not a corspe, dead, revulsion
Now he stops and gazes around looking for his prey
The creepiest smile in an overwhelming display
Of how truly insane he really is
I know that look, it means I’m caught, I’m his
He looks down right into my eye
I’m frozen in shock, unwilling to try
To escape because I’ve had enough
His eyes sparkle, he’s called my bluff
I close my eyes, unwilling to see
What he has in store for me
Crack, the floor boards an inch from my head are destroyed
I see a foot and a shovel, hands tearing away the floor, I try to avoid
His terrible grasp, my inevitable doom
I crawl away into my own tomb
Bodies all around, we have a serial killer on the loose
He sticks his head in and we silently gaze at each other, it’s just no use
His gaze says give up, for a moment I want to
Defiant and fighting till the end, I count to two
I grab the first thing my hands lay on
I throw a shoe in that bastard’s face, then he’s gone
I spring from my casket and find him grinning
I look around for a weapon and find the tools of his sinning
Blades and chainsaws, all that you can imagine
I clutch a knife and point it at him in reaction
His smirk fades and his eyes become serious
I rush and stab him right into the heart, delirious
He stumbles around trashing his torture chamber
I run for the stairs avoiding my next door neighbor
Stumble down the halls I’ve been down a thousand times
I wonder how many people have witnessed his crimes
The house is silent, I run for the door
I escape into the night, sprint away from the gore
Never to be seen again
Except for a tip call to the police and then
I vanished.