Elm St's Children Lyrics

Elm Street Elm St's Children

1428, the number poisoning our minds
Bastard son, of one hundred sons
He will haunt your dreams in the night

You better fight to stay awake
Or you will be the next one that he slays
He'll turn your wildest dreams
Into the deadliest nightmare

Chorus:
Back from hell
You're searching for
Elm St's children
Back in hell
You're looking at
Elm St's children

Four blades, his revenge
On those who sent him to the blaze
Killing, always on his mind
He will take all your lives

You better fight to stay awake
Or you will be the next one that he slays
He'll turn your wildest dreams
Into the deadliest nightmare

Chorus 2x:
Back from hell
You're searching for
Elm St's children
Back in hell
You're looking at
Elm St's children

Epic Solo Time

Chorus 2x:
Back from hell
You're searching for
Elm St's children
Back in hell
You're looking at
Elm St's children