Murder at Boggy Creek

Deep inside in the bog
There's a score to settle amidst the ragged fog
Waiting for the mark to appear
When a wretched noise pummels you with fear

The air becomes thick and black
A miasma. It's time to turn back
Gripped by dread reach for your gun
Turn around and start to run
You sense the emanation of an unholy thing
You realize you've started to scream
Disoriented, afraid, and unwell
You must escape this swampy hell

Escape through the bog pursued by the freak
Your lungs start burning and your legs grow weak

It's clear that you shouldn't have come to this place
And all who do meet a terrible fate
Surrounded by bones, rot, carnage, and worms
You were lured here never to return

Hope running out as the beast draw near
It's fueled by hate and it smells your fear

Escape through the bog pursued by the freak
Tonight there'll be a murder at Boggy Creek



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Writer(s): James Oliver
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