[Style Prompt: Dark Southern Gothic, Horrorcore, Industrial Folk, Heavy Distorted Bass, Raspy Male Vocals, Atmospheric Noise, Slow Tempo] [Intro] [Dissonant Banjo, Distorted Sub-Bass Drone, Wet Flies Buzzing FX] [Verse 1] [Slow Stomping Acoustic Guitar, Heavy Industrial Bass] Underneath the blood-red moon so high A stitched-up creature lets out a sickly sigh Its horns are jagged and its ribs are bare With dry human skin for the hat it wears It doesn't want the sugar or the plastic toy It wants the tender flesh of a living boy It crawls through the ditch on its hands and knees Sniffing out the fear in the autumn breeze [Pre-Chorus] [Distorted Banjo, Scraping Metal FX] It scratches at the door with a rusted claw Leaving bloody streaks on the wooden floor [Chorus] [Guttural Raspy Vocals, Slow Heavy Drums] It sits in the weeds so starved and vile The wretched little demon with a razor smile Its red eyes boil in the cold night air It doesn't want candy, it wants you there It whispers through the keyhole, quiet and low Where did all your little children go? [Verse 2] [Industrial Chains Rattling, Dissonant Strings] It tried to feed on the rotting dead But the maggots got first to the buried head It stalked through the church where the angels bleed Hungry for a throat for its midnight need Ignored by the wolves and the specters gray It backed in the corner where the shadows stay Grinding its fangs in the damp black loam Mapping out the route to your quiet home [Pre-Chorus] [Tension Build, Heavy Crushing Bass] It whispered to the jack-o'-lantern's carved-out face Help me tear the skin from this peaceful place [Chorus] [Guttural Raspy Vocals, Slow Heavy Drums] It sits in the weeds so starved and vile The wretched little demon with a razor smile Its red eyes boil in the cold night air It doesn't want candy, it wants you there It whispers through the keyhole, quiet and low Where did all your little children go? [Bridge] [Tempo Drops, Crushing Drone, Creepy Slime/Squelch Sound FX] Then out from the marsh came a bloated shape A goblin girl with her jaws agape Her hair like algae, her eyes like sores Dragging a bag full of bone and gorse They lock their talons in a sickening grip Popping the joints as the fingers slip Two starving beasts with a single mind Leaving not a trace of the meat behind [Chorus] [Explosive Heavy Distortion, Maximum Violence] It hunts with the goblin in the blinding fog Dragging fresh meat to the sunken bog They look in your windows with a burning glare And butcher every house on the thoroughfare Sugar turns to ash when the iron strikes A couple made of nightmare, rot, and spikes [Outro] [Slow Fading Acoustic Strum, Heavy Breathing FX] Hand in bloody hand through the dying corn Leaving every mother in the town to mourn [Wet Bone Snap FX] [Fade to silence]
