Bile

Death Curse

Bile


Summer approaches, clear blue skies 
Camp filling up, as the silence dies 
Young and innocent, here to have fun 
Not even knowing their lives will be done 

No way, no way to escape!! 
No chance, no chance in hell!! 

Waters are calm, don't disturb the peace 
Awaking evil that lurks and creeps 
It lives in the woods, it hunts, it feeds 
It's not amused by young lovers deeds 

No way, no way to escape!! 
No chance, no chance in hell!!