Verse 1: The candles dim, the shadows crawl, A silent scream beyond the hall. The creeping steps, the whispers near, A haunting face that brings the fear. Chorus: Friday night, the night turns cold, The truth untold, the blood runs bold. Friday night, the screams remain, A night of pain, a deadly chain. Verse 2: The clock ticks loud, it breaks the air, A broken prayer, a vacant stare. The doors creak slow, the windows weep, No time for sleep, no soul to keep.