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Candy Children (Halloween Hell Horror Series)
"Across the half-lit asphalt street I drag a bloody bag
Watching parents panic and getting upset and mad,
"Little Timmy and eight others are officially nomore
As I find me a place so I can feast galore,
"Close to the chaos I found a secluded spot to eat
Separating the mutilated children flesh from the candy treats,
"An eye here, a heart there-picking from my teeth blond hair
Wiping my bloody mouth with urine-stained underwear,
"When finished I drunk stumble into the open
Bloated and covered in blood like lotion,
"I'm ignored, because they think I'm wearing a costume
Little do the fools know they're about to experience horror and doom,
"I kneeled in the middle of the street and cut my throat
Gurgling with laughter as my chestplate instantly broke,
"Out came the children grotesque with spider heads
Eight twisted appendages ending with kitty-cat legs,
"They leaped into the crowd as the adults they avoid
Ripping apart any terrified child like old discarded toys,
"Screams and gunshots echoed into the Halloween sky
One by one the little ones begin to horribly die,
"I danced in jubilation while beginning to heal
Overjoyed with the massacres'-I started to pig squeal,
"My displayed celebration turned terror into murderous hate
As the neighborhood decided to try to seal my fate,
"A parent rushed in for the attack
I disappeared and appeared behind-plunging the knife into their back,
"A quick pull out as I slit another's face
Now green worms exited the wound instantly consuming her in place,
"Making eye contact with a pregnant woman who was terrified
I turned her unborn into snakes and she painfully died,
"I cursed one by spiting black blood on their neck
Later that night they died in a horrible car wreck,
"I begin to become overwhelmed so I knew it was time to go
As I ran behind a house and into the welcoming shadow,
"For six hundred and sixty-six years I haven't been stopped yet
From committing Halloween night murder that no-one will forget."
Watching parents panic and getting upset and mad,
"Little Timmy and eight others are officially nomore
As I find me a place so I can feast galore,
"Close to the chaos I found a secluded spot to eat
Separating the mutilated children flesh from the candy treats,
"An eye here, a heart there-picking from my teeth blond hair
Wiping my bloody mouth with urine-stained underwear,
"When finished I drunk stumble into the open
Bloated and covered in blood like lotion,
"I'm ignored, because they think I'm wearing a costume
Little do the fools know they're about to experience horror and doom,
"I kneeled in the middle of the street and cut my throat
Gurgling with laughter as my chestplate instantly broke,
"Out came the children grotesque with spider heads
Eight twisted appendages ending with kitty-cat legs,
"They leaped into the crowd as the adults they avoid
Ripping apart any terrified child like old discarded toys,
"Screams and gunshots echoed into the Halloween sky
One by one the little ones begin to horribly die,
"I danced in jubilation while beginning to heal
Overjoyed with the massacres'-I started to pig squeal,
"My displayed celebration turned terror into murderous hate
As the neighborhood decided to try to seal my fate,
"A parent rushed in for the attack
I disappeared and appeared behind-plunging the knife into their back,
"A quick pull out as I slit another's face
Now green worms exited the wound instantly consuming her in place,
"Making eye contact with a pregnant woman who was terrified
I turned her unborn into snakes and she painfully died,
"I cursed one by spiting black blood on their neck
Later that night they died in a horrible car wreck,
"I begin to become overwhelmed so I knew it was time to go
As I ran behind a house and into the welcoming shadow,
"For six hundred and sixty-six years I haven't been stopped yet
From committing Halloween night murder that no-one will forget."
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