|
*lil rhyme for one of freddy's victims....*
Into darkness he now walks amongst the graves where crows give call. He didn’t do it for might he didn’t do it for fame, he did it all out of fun, whilst playing his game.
He figures it out you’ll die by a knife, slitting and stabbing taking your life, moaning and whaling as you fall to the floor, as your blood and guts ooze to the floor.
Fear not young one, don’t think of the pain, fore now you sleep and won’t need to be afraid of his name.
|