Friday the 13th

Twenty years ago
A child drowned in cold blood
Of other children who thought him different
Whilst the councilors were off
Committing sins of the flesh
His mother would rise in a murderous rage
To be slain at the site of his death
No one knew what would come from it

This Friday the thirteenth
Keep away from the lake
Or face the demon in the mask
Wielding a machete, killing all
Who dare enter the place
Of his mother’s murder

He guards the site
Where he watched his mother die
He will slaughter all
Who try to stay
Even harsher deaths
Come to those who sin
Where he died

He hast been reborn
Voorhees lives again
Never to be stopped
Until slain by his own kin
For only a Voorhees can kill a Voorhees

They’ve tried to hang him
Burn him
Drown him
Blow him to pieces
But he keeps coming back
For he is an immortal

Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666