Nadala Silent Night Oh silent night and the village is sleeping, Outside in darkness something sinister creeping. Seeking up, Seeking down, Crippled satanic wearing Lucifer’s crown. Oh silent night and a mother is weeping, Seems the demon has been out reaping. Hiding low, Hiding high, Little jimmy caught a glimpse of the boogieman grinning sly. Oh silent night, little jimmy’s not breathing. Out in the hall mother is grieving. Cries bitter, Cries shrill, Little jimmies skin begins to chill. Oh silent night the boogieman sneaking, Crawling from beneath the bed, floorboards creaking. Breathing heavy, Breathing hard, Done gutting Jimmie now on to Bernard. Oh silent night and a thick mist billows You know it’s the boogieman, hide under the pillows. In windows, In doors, Into the darkness boogieman pours. Oh silent night and yet again boogieman is haunting, Beneath the bed snickering, taunting. Call help, Call need, Best call quickly before the boogieman gives in to feed.