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Abducted by another freak of society. |
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Two little pigs are snatched by the wolf |
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In this stone-cold reality. |
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Tempted by the serpent in disguise. |
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Poisoned by forbidden sweets |
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In a promised paradise, |
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Built on lies. |
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They are taken. |
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Their hands tied to their backs. |
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Their mouths taped shut. |
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They awaken in a concrete chamber. |
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Stones instead of gingerbread. |
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Two flies flew into a black sugar cobweb. |
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By the scum of our own kind |
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This treacherous web has been spun. |
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Numbed by fear they wait... |
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For an aggressive hungry spider to appear. |
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Too late to run away. |
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They have been misled. |
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No rooftop made of cake. |
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No walls built of bread. |
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Not even a glimpse of light |
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Is reaching inside. |
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Neither from the sun |
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Nor from the moon. |
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For there are no windows of clear sugar |
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Built in this dreary room. |
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Thoughts of milk, pancakes with treacle, |
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And warm beds draped with silk. |
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A delicious promise has been broken |
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And the intention behind is of a malicious kind. |
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This is no fairy-tale house |
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Surrounded by caramel flowers |
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In a chocolate garden of confectionary trees. |
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This is the residence of a deranged psychopath |
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Who truly believes to be possessed |
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By a craft of witchery. |
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He kills children in the name of a witch. |
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A demonic voice compels him |
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To wander as a friendly clown. |
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Searching in every town, |
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Until flesh victims are found. |
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The voice of the witch |
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Spits venomous words in his head. |
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It can only be silenced |
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When the infants are dead. |
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Her ghost slithers |
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Like black fog down the chimney at night. |
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Only he can see this tormenting parasite. |
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Dragging the children from the cellar |
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Into a room equipped for ritual sacrifice. |
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The walls are blotched with religious symbols |
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To glorify an infernal paradise. |
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He locks the girl up in an iron cage |
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To witness her young brother's death. |
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Now she will hear all his screams |
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Until he draws his last breath. |
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The serial killer shackles the boy to the floor, |
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Upon the sign of the witch. |
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The children scream: |
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"No more!" |
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"Shut the f*ck up! |
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I will now take his precious little life." |
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Whispering unholy rhymes |
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While holding a black-hilted knife. |
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And he stabs like a maniac |
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Because the witch gave permission... |
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To mutilate the child beyond recognition. |
