Fear
Fear doesn't come from out of the night
It grows from within when you turn out the light
And that's his strength, his guiding star
With fear in their bellies they can't get far
Backwards and forwards they go on their way
As he stalks the shadows searching for prey
Male or female to him they're the same
It's the excitement of death that makes the game
A silhouette in a window catches his eye
So for the woman in question it's time to die
Entry is easy for a person of skill
And the excitement rises as he homes in for the kill
Faced with a psycho holding a knife
She offers her body in exchange for her life
Quick thinking and an excellent idea
But not the solution, he can smell her fear
She lets slip her towel to reveal her charms
And stands there trembling with open arms
Then quick as a flash she draws her last breath
As she crumbles to the floor overthrown by death
© A S May 1985