[Verse 1] Footsteps on the rooftop, scratching through the frost, A shadow in the chimney where the warmth is long lost. Bootprints soaked in scarlet, trailing through the hall— You thought he came with laughter, but he only comes to maul. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the bells clanging, twisted out of tune, A jolly red imposter howling at the moon. [Chorus] He’s the Red Creeper— Ho-ho-horror in the night! Swinging that axe like a reaper, Wrapped in winter’s blight. The Red Creeper— Your silent yuletide thief. He leaves his “presents” behind him— All bundled in grief. [Verse 2] He knows if you’ve been sleeping, he knows if you’re awake, He knows the perfect moment when your bones begin to quake. Candy-cane stripes dripping from the mask he proudly wears, A monster dressed in crimson with a sack of nightmares. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the thump thump thumping—not from reindeer hooves, But from a wicked heartbeat stalking every room. [Chorus] He’s the Red Creeper— Ho-ho-horror in the night! Swinging that axe like a reaper, Wrapped in winter’s blight. The Red Creeper— Your silent yuletide thief. He leaves his “presents” behind him— All bundled in grief. [Bridge] No sleigh bells—only breaking glass. No warm cheer—just a cold, grim laugh. He’s the ghost of every nightmare you never dared to dream— A festive apparition tearing through the seams. [Breakdown] Creeper! Creeper! He marks your door with red. Creeper! Creeper! A holiday of dread. [Guitar solo] [Final Chorus] He’s the Red Creeper— Ho-ho-horror in the night! Swinging that axe like a reaper, Hungry for the fright. The Red Creeper— No carols, only screams. He leaves his “presents” behind him— To haunt your winter dreams.
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