Once upon a time, on a sad Valentine,
in a place known as Henniger Mine.
legend began, every woman and man,
would always remember the time.

And those who remain, were never the same,
you could see, the fear in their eyes.
Once every year, as the fourteenth draws near,
there's a hush all over the town.

For the legend they say, on a Valentine's Day,
is a curse, that'll live on and on.
And no will know, as the [bad word] and go,
of the horror from long time ago.

Twenty years came and went, and everyone spent,
the fourteenth, in quiet regret.
And those still alive, know the secret survives,
in the darkness, that looms in the night.

For the legend they say, on a Valentine's Day,
is a curse, that'll live on and on.
And no one will know, as the [bad word] and go,
of the horror, from long time ago.

In this little town, when the [bad word] 'round,
there's a silence, and fear in the air.
Remember the morn, that the legend was born,
all the shock, and the horror was there.

For the legend they say, on a Valentine's Day,
is a curse, that'll live on and on.
And no one will know, as the [bad word] and go,
of the horror, from long time ago.

And no one will know, as the [bad word] and go,
of the horror, from long time ago.