Elm St's Children lyrics

1428, the number poisoning our minds, Bastard son, of one hundred sons he will haunt your dreams in the night. You better fight to stay awake, Or you'll be the next one that he slays. He'll turn your wildest dreams into the deadliest nightmare Back from hell, You're searching for, Elm St's children, Back in hell, You're looking at, Elm St's children 4 blades, his revenge on those who sent him to the blaze, Killing, always on his mind he'll take all your lives