Friday Thirteenth

Appears so peaceful to us on the ground
Can`t imagine so many have drowned
Nice warm place you`d think for a swim
How would you know it was home for him?
Such a beautiful lake, home to such grief
Gruesome it was on Friday Thirteenth
Damien had gone we assumed he was dead
Didn`t die, but hid in the lake instead
Young ones went fishing in little row boats
Slowly he killed them cutting their throats
Two girls he raped, spread their legs apart
When he cum, put a stake through their heart
Where he`d been hiding no person has known
Everybody knows, Devil looks after his own
Heed my warning ,keep away especially after dark
Many a school child has ventured there for a lark
All are missing, police assume they are dead
If you must go there, watch where you tread
Damien`s chained to a tree, thats what we think
On Friday Thirteenth the old devil undoes a link
Stories say he died horribly, but I think he lives
Folk watched his family die, so he never forgives
Some young idiots were driving fast and playing games
Ran the car off the road, rolled and burst into flames
Parents bodies were thrown out the window onto the ground
Because of the awful weather, Damien`s body was`nt found
Hours and hours passed before the ambulance came
Both of his parents lay there, in terrible pain
Police were drunk, yes they had more than a few
The ambulance arrived, coppers were dead too
Doctor announced them dead, he turned off the light
Official June Thirteenth, friday ten to midnight
I`m personally sad, Damien, I feel sorry for him
Take my advice though, don`t go there for a swim