Lyrics

There was a night, that you and I know about A night with fright and evil to let out There was man named Michael Whose thoughts were to kill and annoy Since he was a quiet little boy Twisted demented slashing The shape started smashing Skulls crushed brains mushed The blood starts to rush steel thrushing in Horrid dying grin Face carved like a pumpkin on this deadly night of sin If he comes by, don't ask why Don't get in his way you might become prey If you want life Don't meet his butcher knife You may be the lucky guy to die Don't fuck around, beforе it's too late All you get is a fast rate of fatе Stalking demon will grate your face Unless you run and hide in another state or place Halloween - night of pain death and Samhain Night he came home If you do take off He won't care He'll just snuff the next to dare But always beware of that deadly thrashing night 'Cause his idea of fun is killing everything in sight