Viscous heat bubbles at my feet.

A drum of boiling oil lies beneath.

My body sweats 

I dangle like a leaf.

From a wrought iron cage

I watch with rage.

They chop my friends.

Then, they soak and bread them

Feed them to the grease.

I'm a bird trapped in the tree.

Never to be free.

Until, it's time to eat.

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make a corpse, make a scene

make 'em scream, make 'em sing

as you funnel the chlorine

down the hatch on Halloween

make a movie, make a scene

may they flock to the screen

watch the torture and abuse

hang a man by their own shoes

solid noose of double shoestrings 

coming to theaters, this Halloween 

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