She has no child
But only doll
If you see her

In your dreams
Do not scream
Don't scream


It's three am
Friday thy thirteen

She comes out from thy graveyard
Holding a doll in her bloody hand
She whispers,

Wake Up, Time To Die
Wake Up
Wake Up, Time To Die

Wake Up, Time To Die
Wake Up, Time To Die
Die


Everytime she wakes up
Your worst nightmare begins


She had died on her birthday
Her birthday was her deathday

Birthday was her deathday
Deathday was her birthday
Birthday was her deathday

Deathday was her birthday



She has to sleep on a coffin
Coffin
No more fancy bed

No more goodnight kiss



She knows nothing
But she can promise you one thing that
She will haunt you

Till your death

She will haunt you

She will haunt you
She will haunt you
Till your death


She will haunt you
She will haunt you

She will haunt you

She will haunt you

She will haunt you
She will haunt you
Till your death


Count your days
Count your days

Count your days

She has no child

But only doll
If you see her
In your dreams

Do not scream
Don't scream


If you wanna get rid of her
Bury her doll
Bury her doll

Bury her doll
Bury her doll
Bury her doll