Raw Head Bloody Bones
Ó 1985  Anthony Congiano

It goes sneaking through the night

Hiding in the corners

Keeping out of site

The Raw Head Bloody Bones

It thirsts for human blood

Lives amongst the dirt and mud

It's a eerie site, to see it coming at night

with flesh in it's claws

slithering on all fours

The Raw Head Bloody Bones

Always leaves a messy kill

Thinks with animalistic skill

When the night is black, it's poised to attack

Be sure not to walk alone

Or you'll never make it home