Vengence of the Freak

Vengence of the Freak
Written Oct 16 2004




All year they shun me and throw things
telling untrue stories as they call me a freak
but tonight, yes tonight, they'll visit again
for this night is special, they will come to me

They'll come in droves dressed as ghouls
wanting candy and sickening little treats
disgusting me to the core, with laughter
as they walk together down dark streets

Ah yes, I can smell them coming now
as the razor caresses the flesh of my arm
giving authenticity to the fiendish costume
the devil told me years ago to adorn

Their coming has arrived with the ring of the bell
"Come in my darlings, let me see you up close
Have some of my special brew dear. Let's have a toast.
Oh my, aren't you scary with your goblin's nose"

With the slam of the door I open the wounds
hooks ripping fresh gashes in my lips
Oh how I love the taste of the blood
feeding the hunger in my souls black pit

They scream, oh how beautifully they scream
and I slit their throats in one sweet wave
bathing in their blood, rubbing it into my skin
eating their limbs like it was choice prime rib

Laid out and sated I take my dastardly deed in
and sing to their corpses, old ancient hymns
calling upon demons of my dark father's realm
to carry me away, from this little town's hell

Upon my earthly demise, I shall curse Halloween
so that every year forth, they hear children scream
It's all their faults and now penance is made
for making fun of me in their blasphemous ways