Camp Blood

I know a camp at Crystal Lake

The moon is bright, the hour late

A touch of death among the trees

Remember in the man of horror

The cause of pain and blood and terror

You still can hear the echoes scream

Run away

Don't look back

Feel his breath

In your neck

You'll die in Camp Blood

If you think that he was burned

You'll die in Camp Blood

Soon you'll know

Murder has returned

He killed with instinct and with fun

Right now it seems like he has gone

But never trust that peaceful silence

You better run, run for your life

And leave the slaughter far behind

He will be back with all his violence

You'll die in Camp Blood

You'll die in Camp Blood

You'll die in Camp Blood

You'll die in Camp Blood