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Halloween Is Dead

A Flashing Light in the Middle of the Day, Running Water Cast Away.
Help Me, Help Me, I Can Not Make it Stop. The Blood is Flowing and it is Hot.
A Crimson Moon Hung High in the Sky, Desperation and Countless Lies.
There's Something Hallow about the Flashing Light. The Sound of a Chainsaw in the Night.
Gather the Souls and Run While You Can, the Jack-O-Lanterns are about the Land.
Hear Me Now, Ole' Pumpkin King; let the Voices of Dead Angels Sing.
I've Come to Take Back the Night, and Give Halloween Back its Fright!

Where Have All The Children Gone?

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