Frozen screams and lasting fear are living in her head, 
For in her mind the horror lies from a meeting with the 
dead, 
She tells her story without a doubt while under 
doctor's care, 
Is it mental illness maybe lies or just the creepy 
truth? 

It all began with a romance lost two worlds that did 
collide, 
The wish for urgence to the grave brought murder into 
his mind, 
With a mistress waiting for his touch with pleasure 
he'll take her life, 
An axe in hand he chopped the body of an aging, nagging 
wife, 

Listen for the frozen screams they are out there 
somewhere, 
Ready waiting to be heard by those who do believe, 

Into a freezer he placed the corpse now bagged and 
stored like meat, 
Her head and torso torn apart the hands, the legs, the 
feet, 
Without remorse he now prepares to leave this all 
behind, 
He sits and waits his lover's call to secretly arrive, 

But his wife belonged to voodoo and the story took a 
turn, 
With sweet revenge his life was lost by her dead and 
broken corpse, 
Without a warning his lover crept into the horror 
house, 
She searched for him most everywhere then came amongst 
his corpse, 

The mistress's mind was pouring out but terror was not 
complete, 
For all around her possessed limbs came rabid for her 
life, 
With the axe he used to kill her once she swung to stop 
the bones, 
But on her throat the grip of death was quickly taking 
hold, 

She chopped at limbs one thousand times and fell into a 
trance, 
This final vision of that night still lives inside her 
head, 

In asylum now she sits alone with a story unbelieved, 
There was no body of a woman found only a strangled 
man, 
Deep down inside there is the truth but others they see 
guilt, 
Around her doctors find her world insane without a 
doubt, 

Frozen screams, listen for frozen screams...