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Candyman
Born after the Civil War
Daniel Robitaille was a son of slaves
Was a very good artist
A rich farmer asked him
To paint his daughter
They fell in love
She got pregnant
Her father sent a lynch-mob after him
They captured him and cut off his hand with a rusty razor
The mob smeared his entire body with honey
Over his bloody body, the watchers ran away
When the bees came to take his life away
He died for love
His resurrection became a tale
And grew till he became a legend
Say his name five times in front of a mirror
He will appear
A hook replaces his hand
His eyes show pain and suffering
Bees fly over his lips
He died for love
You best beware
If he arrives, say a prayer
You will die a gruesome death
Blood will spill upon your final breath
You died for his revenge
Daniel Robitaille was a son of slaves
Was a very good artist
A rich farmer asked him
To paint his daughter
They fell in love
She got pregnant
Her father sent a lynch-mob after him
They captured him and cut off his hand with a rusty razor
The mob smeared his entire body with honey
Over his bloody body, the watchers ran away
When the bees came to take his life away
He died for love
His resurrection became a tale
And grew till he became a legend
Say his name five times in front of a mirror
He will appear
A hook replaces his hand
His eyes show pain and suffering
Bees fly over his lips
He died for love
You best beware
If he arrives, say a prayer
You will die a gruesome death
Blood will spill upon your final breath
You died for his revenge
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