Don’t Take The Candy

DON’T TAKE THE CANDY Artist: Emberz [Intro — Whispered, distant church bells] Three knocks on the door. Three knocks from the dead. Mama always told me, “Don’t take what they hand you.” [Verse 1] On Halloween, the undertaker led us Past the old church burning bright. Dressed as a preacher, with an ashen face, He marched us through the night. I wore a mourning gown with funeral shoes, And packed a little coffin for the sweets. We rode to Mercy Hollow on a black hearse, To haunt the moonlit streets. A pale-faced little girl waved us over, With a wicked, toothy grin. We tried to pray beside the gate, Then someone called us in! [Chorus — Haunting layered vocals] Trick or treat in funeral shoes, Come knocking at the door! Something hungry, something hollow— We’re coming back for more! We can handle witches and the walking dead, We’ll laugh at any fright. But a child with my face and empty eyes? We draw the line! Trick or treat tonight! [Verse 2] First, the widow answered, Dressed as a bride in red. We picked treat; got a candy heart— “It’s still beating!” we said. Next, the gravedigger wore a devil’s mask, With a black crow beneath one arm. We chose treat; got a screaming music box— That set off every car alarm! [Chorus] Trick or treat in funeral shoes, Come knocking at the door! Something hungry, something hollow— We’re coming back for more! We can handle witches and the walking dead, We’ll laugh at any fright. But a child with my face and empty eyes? We draw the line! Trick or treat tonight! [Bridge — Children’s choir, detuned fiddle] Then the little girl, Dressed as a porcelain doll, Stepped out into the light. “Choose a sugar heart or a lifetime in the grave! Which will it be tonight?” We picked treat; they passed us a blackened candy apple, Then pointed at the moon. “Now swallow!” they chanted, “Sweet little sinners, your judgment comes soon!” And the fiddler struck a tune. [Final Chorus — Industrial drums, distorted guitar] Trick or treat in funeral shoes, Come knocking at the door! Something hungry, something hollow— We’re coming back for more! We can handle witches and the walking dead, We’ll laugh at any fright. But a child with my face and empty eyes? We draw the line! Trick or treat tonight! [Outro — The Twist] Then I dropped my porcelain mask, And we all began to shake. Beneath it lurked a real skinwalker— That costume wasn’t fake! My fingertips turned into graveyard ash, It spread across my skin. That cursed candy apple had changed us all— The monsters were within! Now we haunt Mercy Hollow each Halloween, Come knocking at your door. Give us your sweetest memories, And we won’t take your soul— Unless you ask for more. [Whispered — Emberz] I told you not to take the candy. [Three slow knocks] [Silence]