Elm Street Leatherface
Lust for death, yearning for a cry of a victim
On the prowl tonight
His thirst for flesh can't be quenched
The disease that eats inside his mind
Burns a dark cloud in hell
The demons in his heart
Screech his unforgiving spell
You can't escape from his wrath
There is no chance for life
When he straps on the Leatherface
Stalking his prey
Leatherface, it's time to run away
To the point he takes you
Where he has the power
To make your blood shed
It's your final hour
Engine cease
Not knowing it was your last chance
The chains marked on his hands
Roar malevolence will prevail
Envying all that he sees
Embarks his reign of insanity
As he takes you to his lair
Get ready for judgement day
Forged deep in the pits of hell
Awaits his vicious rage
When he straps on the Leatherface
Stalking his prey
Leatherface, it's time to run away
To the point entry he takes you
Where he has the power
To make your blood shed
It's your final hour
Shredding begins
Tonight will be your last night
The unholy force is gonna skin you alive
Getting torn from your skull
While you're hanging half past dead
The pain surging in your brain was caused when
You Couldn't escape from his wrath
Now there's no chance for life
Once he strapped on the Leatherface
Stalking his prey
Leatherface, it's time to run away
To the point entry he takes you
Where he has the power
To make your blood shed
It's your final hour