Walking down this deadly aisle,
Clutching the last gasp of life.
Taking this 666 for a deadly ride,
In this hour there's nothing but night.
Within these walls the dead come to speak to me,
I am of an inhuman breed .
So I've been lurking, doing the darker deeds,
Down in the shadows below.
Late at night and you're safe & sound,
Meet Mr. Cooger as he haunts the ground .
Tyrant's sleep where no demons go.
Here goes Mr. Cooger to come reap and sow.
Strolling through the park alive,
No Mr. Cooger in sight .
Your restless eyes they close for a while,
Cooger comes firing his knife.
I've been lurking, waiting for darker deeds,
Deep in the shadows below.
Late at night and you're safe & sound,
Meet Mr. Cooger as he haunts the ground .
Tyrant's sleep where no demons go.
Here goes Mr. Cooger to come reap and sow.
When there's no more room in hell
– the dead will walk the earth.
Late at night and you're safe & sound,
Meet Mr. Cooger as he haunts the ground .
Tyrant's sleep where no demons go.
Writer(s): Pierre Tornkvist
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