Christmas Mourning No one waits up for Krampus I'm the enemy All the children want is Santa And gifts under the tree But in the evening Once they are sleeping I will haunt their dreams And if they've been naughty I'll take them captive Where no one hears their screams They can try to wake up Pray the storm clouds break up Hope is fantasy Will they still deny it When more lies can’t hide it? There's no fooling me Cause in the evening Once they are sleeping I will haunt their dreams And if they've been naughty I'll take them captive Where no one hears their screams Thrashed to tears with birch sticks Desperate, lost, and homesick Kids don’t misbehave Those who make a racket Stuffed inside my basket Wind up in the grave
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