Vengeance

Smothered in his darkness. Alone in his light. My past is forgotten. My future is blithe. I'm hollow inside. Empty is life. Death came to visit. I paid the price.

What you're askin' for comes with a powerful price. If he comes, what you'll see won't be very nice. There's contengence with this kind of vengeance. Even when you shut your eyes, you will see if someone dies.

Cursed to watch what you've put into motion, showin' his unwaverin' devotion.

His vengeance is best served cold. All this, you've been told.

Smothered in his darkness. Alone in his light. My past is forgotten. My future is blithe. I'm hollow inside. Empty is life. Death came to visit. I paid the price.

Keep away from Pumpkinhead unless you're tired of livin'. His enemies are mostly dead, he's mean and unforgivin'.

Laugh at him and you're done. But in some dreadful fashion. Vengeance he considers fun and plans it with a passion.

Time will not erase or blot a plot that he's brewin'. It's when you think that he's forgot, he'll conjure your undoin'.

Bolted doors and windows barred, guard dogs prowlin' in the yard, won't protect you in your bed. Nothin' will from Pumkinhead.

Smothered in his darkness. Alone in his light. My past is forgotten. My future is blithe. I'm hollow inside. Empty is life. Death came to visit. I paid the price.