They called me the Leather Apron
They called me smilling Jack
They prayed to the heavens above
That I would never ever come back
Can you hear how the children weep?
Chills of fear like a sawblade cutting deep
Once again there is pain
I bring flames - I bring cold
I'm the Blood Red Sandman comming home
On this unholy night I will make you my own
Blood Red Sandman
Comming home again
Red drops stain satin so white
The way I sign my name
The neighborhood's pretty dead at night
And I'm the one to blame
Scream all you want
You won't wake up when you scream
No-one leaves
The Monsterican Dream
Can you hear how the children weep?
Chills of fear like a sawblade cutting deep
Once again there is pain
I bring flames - I bring cold
I'm the Blood Red Sandman comming home
On this unholy night I will make you my own
Blood Red Sandman
Comming home again
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