Freddy Krueger Song Words Novels & Stories

He then said in a deep velvety voice, “Freya, what are you doing to me? You're going to get me killed, you know that?”

“Off with your head…D-dance-dance-dance 'til you're dead…O-off-off-off with your head…D-dance-dance-dance 'til you're dead….O-off-off-off with your head…… It's close to midnight…And something evil's lurking in the dark…Under the moonlight…You see a sight that almost stops your heart…You try to scream…But terror takes the sound before you make it (Heads will roll, heads will roll)…You start to freeze…As horror looks you right between the eyes…You're paralyzed…… 'Cause this is thriller, thriller night…And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike…You know it's thriller, thriller night…You're fighting for your life inside a killer thriller tonight…… Off with your head…D-dance-dance

We finished up the second song and I leaned into the mic to start the song off. ‘We’ll never get free, lamb to the slaughter’ ‘What you gonna’ do when there’s blood in the water?’ ‘The price of your greed is your son and your daughter’ ‘What you gonna’ do when there’s blood in the water?’ Vince took over and I hit the bass drum, to start off the chorus. My eyes glowed as we finished the verse and we dropped into the chorus and I slammed across the toms and cymbals. It was fucking awesome. I hadn’t been this excited and this pumped before.

Clasping my thighs tight against it, I allowed him to do his will. Freddy didn't waste any time bringing me to tears. "Should I stop?" "Don't you dare!" He chuckled, proceeding to dig in deeper, withdrawing slowly while his lips trembled against the skin of my neck. I lost it. I missed Freddy. I miss how good it used to be. "Fredmon," I whispered into his ear, my voice shaky, you'd think I said "Red monkey" Silence. "F*ck me back to my senses. Please.”

“I'm not a stranger to the dark…” my legs tap softly to the ground, once I hear her voice come on. My lips whisper her lyrics, my voice singing through the loud hummings in my ears. It soothes my skin, laying my back straight, as my mind awakens to the voice of freedom. “I won't let them break me down to dust…” my feet swerve, turning, while wiping the last speck of dust off the table “for we glorious!“ I push my notes, shutting my eyes, ready to blast forth.

We keep on looking for a while longer until we have to head back. When we get home I go straight to my room, undress and lay down on top of the bed. I still can't get that voice out of my mind. The emotions that filled the song with colors were everything from happiness to emptiness but what I heard the most was sadness. Whoever was singing must have been through a great deal to be able to sing with such emotion. I want to know who this person is and I'm going to find out. Aquatia's POV

"Just please... don't hurt me." "I would have considered your words, but some thing tells me not to believe you. You're such a funny fragile girl I shouldn't trust." While she said those, Kelly was already moving the knife deep into her skin. Freya was yelling, screaming in her voice as blood slowly gushed out of the wounds. "Stop! Stop, please! Please, don't hurt me!" "Poor thing I already am."

Gonna eat you alive Your heart, it's like a drum Oh, oh oh, oh, oh The chase has just begun Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Monsters stuck in your head (We are, we are, we are) Monsters under your bed (We are, we are) We are monsters, oh, oh (We are, we are) We are monsters, oh Ah, ah, oh, oh One misstep, you're mine And you better stay clever if you wanna survive Once you cross the line You'll be wishing you would listen When you meet your demise Ah, ah, oh, oh Your heart, it's like a drum Oh, oh oh, oh, oh The hunt has just begun Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Monsters stuck in your head (We are, we are, we are) Monsters under your bed (We are, we are) We are monsters, oh, oh (We are, we are) We are monsters, oh

Whenever I want you, all I have to do is dream, dream, dream. My knees shake as I stand up from the couch. Oh no, this is not right. I look around me. What the fuck is going on? I start to run but I don’t see the door. Oh man, where is the fuckin’ door? I can’t find the exit. The music continues to play and it’s not funny. This old tuned song scares the hell out of me and makes me panic. ’I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine, anytime night or day.’

“She would be all happy seeing you moving forward.” “I know.” I give a genuine smile. Song inspiration for the chapter: Little Freak by Harry Styles (Chorus part only)