| In calculated silence
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| Captivated by the violence of the play
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| Fifteen years ago today
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| Oh, an evil evolution
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| Will bring a feeble institution to its knees
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| Oh doctor, can’t you see?
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| That when the hands of fate
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| Fall on the midnight hour
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| Behind this mask of hate
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| I don the devil’s power
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| These are the devil’s eyes!
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| (The devil’s eyes!)
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| Go!
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| A former portrait of perfection
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| Painted without plight
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| Now Haddonfield’s my battlefield
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| Your kids won’t make it home tonight
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| With a madness void of reason
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| I kill with every strike
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| I’ll haunt you day after day
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| Knife after knife
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| Day after day
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| Knife after knife
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| Taking life after life
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| When the hands of fate
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| Fall on the midnight hour
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| Behind this mask of hate
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| I don the devil’s power
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| If there’s life in the shadows
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| Let the knife leave its mark
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| When the certainty of safety feels like stabbing
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| Stabbing in the dark
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| You’ll learn a heartless human harvest
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| Feeds this festival of flesh
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| Stalking at the top
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| Scream of the crop
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| A silent cut above the rest
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| Where blood’s thicker than water
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| I’ve carved up quite a scene
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| With your worst fears carved on this white veneer
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| I’ll change the face of Halloween
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| You can’t kill the boogeyman!
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| When the hands of fate
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| Fall on the midnight hour
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| Behind this mask of hate
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| I don the devil’s power
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| If there’s life in the shadows
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| Let the knife leave its mark
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| When the certainty of safety feels like stabbing
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| Stabbing in the dark
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| All units respond
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| Multiple fatalities reported on Orange Grove Ave
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| Suspect has been identified as one Michael Myers
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| He is armed and extremely dangerous
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| Shoot to kill, I repeat, shoot to kill, over
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| I am a shadow where there once was light
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| Strangling all signs of life
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| It’s either you or some kid down the street
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| The choice is yours
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| Trick or fuckin' treat!
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| Michael!
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| Stop it!
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| Ahhhhhh!
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| When the hands of fate
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| Fall on the midnight hour
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| Behind this mask of hate
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| I don the devil’s power
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| If there’s life in the shadows
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| Let the knife leave its mark
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| When the certainty of safety feels like stabbing
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| Stabbing in the dark |