

Phone rings in the dead of night A voice that chills you
to the bone
Mask hides the face of the killer Watching from the shadows alone
The call comes through,
no escape
Blood starts to curdle in fear
Ghostface calling, you're next in line Screaming loud as the blood runs
cold No one hears you in the dead of night Laughing as
the knife strikes true (hahaha) (aaahhhh)
Running through the house in panic Doors locked tight but he finds
a way Voice on the line taunting closer The killer's game has
just begun (screaming)
Blood curdling screams fill the
air
Devilish choir
chanting doom
Ghostface calling, you're next in line
Screaming loud as the blood runs cold No one hears you in
the dead of night Laughing as the knife strikes true (hahaha) (aaahhhh)
The line goes dead...
but he's still there