They called me the Leather Apron
and they called me the smiling Jack.
They prayed to the Heavens above
that I would never ever come back.

Can you hear how the children weep,
chills of fear like a sawblade cutting deep.

Once again there is pain, I bring flames, I bring cold,
I'm the Blood Red Sandman coming home.
And on this unholy night I will make you my own,
Blood Red Sandman coming home again.

I'm coming home again!

And red drops stain satin so white,
the way I sign my name.
The neighborhood's pretty dead at night
and I'm the one to blame.

Can you hear how the children weep,
chills of fear like a sawblade cutting deep.

Once again there is pain, I bring flames, I bring cold,
I'm the Blood Red Sandman coming home.
And on this unholy night I will make you my own,
Blood Red Sandman coming home again.

I'm coming home again!

Scream all you want,
you won't wake up when you scream.
No one leaves the monsterican dream!

Can you hear how the children weep,
chills of fear like a sawblade cutting deep.

Once again there is pain, I bring flames, I bring cold,
I'm the Blood Red Sandman coming home.
And on this unholy night I will make you my own,
Blood Red Sandman coming home again.

I'm coming home again!