1. Scare Tape

Halloween can be a scary time
Not because of witches or ghosts that we know aren't real
But because of real things that can spoil our fun

Corey's going to carve a pumpkin with her dad
Corey is going to carve the face with a small knife
Can you imagine how that knife could slip?
Can you imagine how that knife could slip?
Can you imagine how that knife could slip?
Can you imagine how that knife could slip?
And maybe cut her, and maybe cut her, and maybe cut her

A candle in a pumpkin on a wooden porch might not be safe at all
You know why, you know why
You know why, you know why
You know why, you know why

Don't cut across yards or empty lots
When it's dark, you can't see what's there
When it's dark, you can't see what's there
When it's dark, you can't see what's there

You see, some people think it's fun to play tricks with your treats
There might be things in the candy
So break open candy bars before you eat them
Cut fruit into pieces before you eat it
Just in case something's been stuck in it
Watch out for things that look like candy but might be medicines
Or drugs, drugs
Drugs, drugs
Drugs, drugs
Poisons, poisons

Don't eat anything that doesn't look right
If it looks funny, it might not be so funny if you ate it
Halloween's coming, what are you gonna do about it?

2. Mr. Beistle

He he he he ah ah ha ha
Mr. Beistle

He saw in black and orange
And heard witches at his door
Black cats tore at his brain
M. L. Beistle was his name
His paper factory it grew
Most have never seen him
"Well, very few!"
The old man stirs an inky brew
And from the chimney black smoke spews

He he he he ah ah ha ha
Mr. Beistle
Was he evil?

1919 was the year
He unleashed his wave of fear
Ghouls and ghosts to make you scream
Were all part of Beistle's dream
Occultic signs in decoration
Spinning webs in childhood's imagination
And shapes the concepts we now see
In our modern Halloween

12 o'clock on Halloween
Many strange things can be seen
If you feel a chill down your spine
The ghost of Beistle's right behind

3. I Hate Halloween

"Bats join the witches
They fly across the moon
Organs blare and raise your hair
Shrieking evil doom
Cats crawl into pumpkins
They're in for quite a scare
Because they did not know
That a ghost was living there
Spoil the fun of Halloween"

I love the leathered touch
Of the good book that I clutch
Between god-fearing trembling hands
I'm sworn to scour this Christian land
Of commies, queers and heathen scum
Jews and blacks, and lesbians
They signed in blood, the Devil's contract
And partake in sinful acts, because...

I hate Halloween
Makes me want to scream

Through my window I often stare
At all the evil in the world out there
I'm the judge and jury of other's lives
With a glare of sharpened knives
Paranoia of the pagan rite
And evil jack-o-lanterns all alight
Brainwashed kids, in masquerade
The Devil leads this black parade

I hate Halloween
The damned souls blaspheme

And my bell it keeps on ringing
And the kids they keep on singing
That damned trick or treating song
Shut up! Shut up! Shut the fuck up!
And now my head is really spinning
And my stomach it feels so sickening
But I've got something for them in store
When they come knocking at my front door

Like the witches cat
My mind just fades to black
Hand reaches for the knife
Gonna carve em' like they're lantern-jacks
I'll teach those brats a lesson
For incessant doorbell toll
Envision children writhing
In plastic costumes dripping with gore
This will be the last time
I get ding-dong ditched
But as I swing open the door
There stands a slimy witch

4. Cheap Gore

Exploit me like a missing child
Cause I need it raw, red wet and wild
Spattered blood on silver screens
Damaged brains need nightmare scenes

Shoot it fast and make it cheap
Committing all your filth to tape
On covert nights, filmed in city streets
Or in Brazil where life is cheap

Cheap gore
Splattered fucking gore

Is it fake or is it for real?
Shocking pleasures bring grimey chills
And sleazy men will foot the bill
To bring us all these gory thrills

A lurid cover with blood and guts
Hacked off heads and naked sluts
Increasing sales and units sold
But looks painted by a ten year old

Cheap gore
Bloody fucking horror

Cheap gore
Splatered fucking gore
Cheap gore
SOV! SOV!

5. Nain Rouge (The Red Dwarf)

An eldritch lutin from some grim fairytale
Becomes an apparition on the streets
A dwarven man dressed in ragged furs
With red eyes and rotting teeth

Fortune stealer
Stormbringer
The Nain Rouge – harbinger of doom

Crypto-beast with a foul reek
He rides a cloud of gloom
Sorrow, death, ruin and pain
The fate of those who've seen his face

Impish red dwarf
Whose shape can bend and morph
The Nain Rouge – harbinger of doom

Demon of the river strait
Twirls on the marshy banks
Splashing in the river bed
Thats flowed for days a bloody red
Directing dances of black cats
Drinking mugs of melted brass
Stealing horses late at night
Leaving heads on bloody pikes

Fortune stealer
Stormbringer
The Nain Rouge – harbinger of doom

6. Enter At Your Own Risk

Alright, kids
Come on, gather on in here, let's get in tight
Listen up, yes, yeah, you, stop fuckin' around
Listen to the witch, man, she's got some rules for you, alright?

Yes, come here, kiddies
Yes, that's it, a little closer now
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen
And welcome to this eternal house of madness
Beyond this door, you will find all your darkest nightmares
Have become a living reality
Beyond this door, there is no escape
Beyond this door, you will find only darkness and death
Those among you who may be elderly or pregnant
I beg of you, turn back now and exit the way you came
Do not risk an innocent life in this house of horror
For those of you who remain, always remember
Do not touch the monsters unless you want the monsters touching you
Cameras and flashlights are forbidden
We wouldn't want you finding your way out so easily, would we?
No, please step forward and enter the Mutilation Mansion

7. Mutilation Mansion

Shaking in fear you enter the house
A pitch black maze, there's no way out
"You're gonna die"
You can feel them staring at you
But you can't see them, they have a message
"You're gonna die"

Splattered blood
Dripping down the walls
Mutilation mansion

Creatures shriek, they're thirsty for blood
Your friends have vanished
And you're all alone
"You're gonna die"
The smell of gas fills the air
A chainsaw's roaring, it's getting closer
"You're gonna die"

Scenes of gore
Paint a nightmare in blood
Mutilation mansion

You're gonna die

8. Hardrock Halloween

Halloween, Detroit, 1988
Three young kids decide to stay out late
Devil's night smoke lingers
From the eve before
Blinding them from the fateful
Night that lay in store

On that foggy night
They disobeyed parental warning
They chose mischief, causing fright
Now one won't live 'til morning

In the night they will find
The chill of death walks behind
In the dark no one hears you scream
Another victim – Hardrock Halloween

Little did they know
Their fates would soon collide
With a black Trans Am
Speeding from the eastside
Coming from Harpo's
Looking for kicks
Smashing out windshields
With bats and bricks
Cause these three teens
Are on a criminal spree
Burning down houses
And robbing some kids

Driving fast on LSD
They disobeyed all warnings
Fueled by the sound of heavy metal speed
Causing mischief, raising hell 'til morning

Now in the night they will see
Three kids out late on Samhain's Eve
No one around to hear them scream
They found their victims – Hardrock Halloween

Trans Am stops
In the rain slicked street
Occupants jump out
And strike at lightning speed
Mug the kids
Grab the stash and get away
But something went wrong
In the flash of a blade
What started with
Some Hallow's pranks
Ended up in a fatal mistake
Now ones in a coffin, ones in a cell
Sentenced to 18 and life in hell
And in your cell no one hears you scream
Rotting away – Hardtime Halloween...

9. Nightmare In A Damaged Brain

In this clip, you will see a patient with severe depression
And nihilistic delusions being interviewed
In this clip, you will see a patient with severe depression
And nihilistic delusions being interviewed
In this clip, you will see a patient with severe depression
And nihilistic delusions being interviewed
In this clip, you will see a patient with severe depression
And nihilistic delusions being interviewed
Believes he's dead and his internal organs are missing

You said that you feel that you're dead yourself?
You said that you feel that you're dead yourself?
Yeah
You said that you feel that you're dead yourself?
Yeah
You said that you feel that you're dead yourself?
Yeah
You said that you feel that you're dead yourself?
Yeah
You said that you feel that you're dead yourself?
Yeah

Do you really believe that you are dead?
I'm dead
Do you really believe that you are dead?
I'm dead
Do you really believe that you are dead?
I'm dead
Do you really believe that you are dead?
I'm dead

Do you think it's a bit unusual
That we're sat here talking and having a conversation
But that you feel that you're dead?
That doesn't really make sense to me, when I hear you say that
Makes sense to me, makes sense to me, makes sense to me
Do you feel that there's any point to life?

Do you feel that your internal organs
Your heart, your bowels
Are they all working normally?
No, dead, gone
No, dead, gone
They've gone?

Do you feel that there's anything inside at all then?
No

10. An Evil Sound Screaming

It's in the small hours when you feel it
Something twisting deep inside
Your conscience running rampant
From the truth you cannot hide

In the dead of the night you sob alone
But no one hears your cries
Except the four walls closing in
And the demons in your mind

And now you lay in silence
Your tears have stained the ground
Melancholy hangs thick in the air
Casting down its heavy shroud
But in your mind it rises
A voice from lips unseen
The evil sound of laughter grows
From a whisper to a scream
Now nightmares flow like rivers
A lucid violent stream
A steady flow of images
So morbid and obscene
No sound now as you slumber
Pretending to be dead
A respite from waking hours
And the voices in your head

Drugs and sex to fill the void
But the chasm only grows
Screaming just intensifies
As white dust goes up your nose
Dark forces did you dabble in
And now await your turn
Cause every witches destiny
Is that one day she will burn

The evil sound that's screaming
Its all inside your head
The evil sound that's laughing
Is all inside your head
Won't stop until you're dead...