1428 Elmstreet Songtext
[Inspired By "A Nightmare On Elmstreet"]

He's got...
This he's got!

Woke up from a terrible nightmare
Sheets and clothes torn to pieces
Your memories, you know he's back
No one believes the stories you tell
You're left alone with your fucking dreams
Death will come, when you fall asleep
Suddenly the noise of your alarmclock
And the clicking of a razor blade