Wednesday 13
Wednesday 13
Wednesday 13
Wednesday 13
Wednesday 13
Wednesday 13
Wednesday 13
Wednesday 13
Wednesday 13
Wednesday 13
Wednesday 13
When the moon is full at night
Lock your doors and windows tight
Undead
Hear a shriek from the blackest crow
As they crawl from the coffins below
Undead
And the reason that they've come
Is for the blood of your young
Undead
Undead
Undead
Undead