🎤 Page 18: "The Force"

[Spoken / half-rapped over ominous low drones, like a horror movie intro beat] (whispered) You feel that pull... That thing slitherin' through your veins... They call it "the Force." But it ain't what Skywalker told you. It's the blood oath... It's the black rope... It's the demon in the mirror starin' down your throat. Ted Bundy ain't no glitch in the matrix, He a blueprint — bred, fed, twisted 'til he snapped. Satan’s seed, puppet on a pentagram string. And when that Force calls... (voice rising) Bodies drop. Church bells stop. And the whole damn world forgets how to pray. Welcome to the Bundy Bloodline. (laughter fading into static)