Go to sleep, count some sheep. Go to sleep, count some sheep right before you die. Don't you dare look away from me! Look me in the eye. Before you run I will lunge, pinning you to the ground. I raise my knife for the final plunge, you can't make a single sound. There is nothing more that I enjoy, then the glorious hunt and kill. Blood and guts fill me with joy when I watch them as they spill. Listen kid, your life wasn't long. So who would care if they find you gone? Don't say another word , I don't want to hear your dying song. Listen kid , the world is cruel you see. Don't you think it's sad that you'll be killed by them rather than me? I'm not ev