Something stands At the foot of my bed Young kicks Torn to shreds Ten years old Oh my god the Enfield horror Dance around the casualties Open the door and Face the flooring figure's Blood eyes Five claws caught in the door Scarlet terror I'm absorbed As he reaches for his gun Oh my god the Enfield horror Dance around the casualties Open the door and Face the flooring creature She's an aberration entity I want to run and hide But all my fear compels Me to close my eyes I don't know why you asked Me I don't know why you asked Me I don't know why you asked Me I don't know why you asked Me