• Creepy child dressed in black
    Kindness is a skill you lack
    All alone in the dark
    All the others play at the park
    She waits until night
    For day is to bright
    She visits the graveyard
    For killing is hard
    When you don't have a friend
    That will last till the end
    So while she plans run through her head
    She wakes up the dead
    And sends them out to create hell
    And to there knees the people fell
    But she had no kindness in her heart
    They all laughed at her from the start
    So corpses would fall
    As she slaughters them all
    Torture galore
    She loves the gore
    Reeking havoc among the town
    When she is done she just sits down
    Creepy child dressed in black
    Kindness is a skill you lack