His Voice

His Voice

 

His eyes weird and yellow, almost insect-like

And they seem to glow in an otherworldly light

His clown suit once bright, now faded and stained

With blood of his victims - soon you'll feel their pain

 

His sinister grin filled with razor sharp teeth

His smile drives you crazy, feel the horror underneath

His oversized head and eerily pale skin

A distorted caricature - thousands tortured by him

 

Chorus:

Hear his voice that chills the bones

High-pitched and evil to the core

The clown is calling, you're trapped

A nightmare, no hope for escape

 

No time to prepare for his vicious attack

His jaws opened wide and his hands around your neck

A pain so intense, you'll pray for your death

The world fades to black as you take your last breath

 

Chorus:

Hear his voice that chills the bones

High-pitched and evil to the core

The clown is calling, you're trapped

A nightmare, no hope for escape

 

Chorus:

Hear his voice that chills the bones

High-pitched and evil to the core

The clown is calling, you're trapped

A nightmare, no hope for escape