Dark, the night, the full moon glows
Spiders pour out from your nose
Worms, they squirm and do a dance
As maggots fill your underpants
‘Tis Halloween, on this night of ghoul play
The rotten dead rise from their graves set to slay
Gnaw on leg tendons so you cannot run
Then fill your bum up with their septic ghoul cum
Rabid bats spray toxic piss
Try to dodge, but they never miss
Witches poke you with their brooms
As undead brides fuck undead grooms
Testes twisted
Vaginas fisted
Pimple poppin’
If the hearse is a rockin’ don’t come a knockin’
Halloween is fucking killer
On this comp this track is fucking filler
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I cannot praise this album enough. This album is absolutely terrifying! The many starts and stops creates this very h settling tension. Each start expands on the stopper idea previously. It’s like the music equivalent of walking through thick fog while passing out multiple times throughout trying to find a place to orientate yourself. There may or may not be something sinister in that fog, but you don’t want to stick around to find out. Bought the vinyl so I summon the fog demons through spe showhornwithteeth