The Night He Came Home

1963, the day the killing began knife plunged into flesh and blood, his sister dies blank stare, no remorse locked away to die, never to kill again, and again and again and again The night he came home innocent blood is spilled the night he came home teenage blood is spilled They were warned But did nothing the monster unleashed 15 years of waiting, dormant in a trance Haddonfield the place, the boogeyman returns Loomis knows the town, that the town is doomed the urge to kill returns, kill them all The night he came home innocent blood is spilled The night he came home teenage blood is spilled