The murders all took place in 1963
A gruesome bloodbath in this southern valley
Nobody remembered she was turning sweet sixteen
She is going to make them pay, pay so violently
Come on mom and dad
It ain't so bad
Its just your time to die
Made your mistake
But she won't feel no pain
The fireplace mantle now reads
Happy birthday to me
And so the legend goes she still exists up there
Tormenting those that come around if they dare
A morbid proclamation in her parent's blood
Can still be made out decades after it was done
Come on mom and dad
It ain't so bad
Its just your time to die
Made your mistake
But she won't feel no pain
The fireplace mantle now reads
Happy birthday to me
Make a wish, baby