Have Yourself a Bloody Little Christmas

Have yourself a bloody little Christmas

Let your fear be light

Hang the lights, close the curtains, lock the doors tonight

Have yourself a bloody little Christmas

Feel your hope decay

Sights of dread, the snow turns red, where the bodies lay

Stories told on Christmas night

A gruesome bloody night, of gore

Killers who slash and spill out guts

Come horrify us, once more

Watch your back, you cannot hide forever

You might be disemboweled

So have yourself a bloody little Christmas now