Slasher’s Lullaby

I got a mask in the glovebox, chainsaw in the back

Creepin’ through the cornfields, leavin’ no track

Midnight’s hummin’, moonlight’s a stage

I’m the ghost in the mirror, the wolf uncaged

Knives like Michael, cold and clean

I haunt the suburbs in a silent dream

Whispers in the shower, Psycho twist

You’re the final girl I can’t resist

Oh, I’m a killer with a soundtrack, vinyl bleeds

Blood-red rhythm in the twilight reeds

Campfire screams in my rearview eyes

Singin’ one more verse of this slasher’s lullaby

Hockey mask heart, I don’t drown no more

Crystal Lake’s callin’ like it did before

Freddy fingers down a chalkboard soul

Dreamin’ of the heat as the bodies grow cold

Leatherface love in a skin-tight suit

Chainsaw serenade under southern roots

I’m the cult that calls in the static air

The smile in the dark when no one’s there

Oh, I’m a killer with a soundtrack, vinyl bleeds

Blood-red rhythm in the twilight reeds

Campfire screams in my rearview eyes

Singin’ one more verse of this slasher’s lullaby

Run, little heartbeat, run like hell

Every footstep’s just another bell

Stab me with your fear and I’ll smile wide

You can’t kill what’s already died

Polaroid portraits on the motel wall

Like Ghostface, baby, I just love the call

Chains click time in the crawlspace tight

Another horror scene bathed in candlelight

Oh, I’m a killer with a soundtrack, vinyl bleeds

Blood-red rhythm in the twilight reeds

Campfire screams in my rearview eyes

This is the love song where the hero dies

So say goodnight, don’t close your eyes

One last breath, one last surprise

A melody sharp, a deathbed sigh

The slasher sleeps to a lullaby [New Verse – Slow Build, Groovy Bassline]

I play charades with the static glow

Old TV hummin’ like it wants to know

Where the bodies went, where the screams have been

Just another love song in a violent grin

Duct tape poetry and perfume lies

A little Hitchcock in my lullabies

You think it’s passion, but it’s precision

Every heartbeat’s just a sweet incision

(Guitar takes over—creeping riff, a dissonant solo.)

I wear your fear like a second skin

Sharp as your breath when the dark creeps in

You lit the candle—I lit the fuse

Now you’re headline art on the evening news

My love is a locked trunk in the lake

A dance in the red for old time’s sake

The morgue got rhythm, baby, don’t you cry

I’m just writing verses where angels die

Oh, I’m a killer with a soundtrack, vinyl bleeds

Blood-red rhythm in the twilight reeds

Campfire screams in my rearview eyes

Still singin’ that curse called a slasher’s lullaby

So leave the porch light off tonight

Don’t pray for dawn, don’t start a fight

Just hum along to your lullaby

And kiss the blade as you say goodbye

(Final chord rings out)