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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Jekelis
Ian Jekelis
Songwriter
Ken Bedene
Ken Bedene
Songwriter
Sven De Caluwé
Sven De Caluwé
Songwriter
Daníel Konráðsson
Daníel Konráðsson
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Infectious rage sets in at first
A switch flipped, predestined from birth
Behind these eyes a menacing stare
Catatonic with hate, I am a tool of decay, I’m hell
[Verse 2]
Caustic killer, no guilt no remorse
None of you are safe
Abandon all hope, there's no fucking savior
Trick or treat, the choice is yours
The boogeyman cometh
[Verse 3]
I woke up inside the mind of a
Young boy named Michael Myers
No recall of where I came from
All I know is I control him
Born behind these six year old eyes
With no love remorse or reason
I am the urge to grab the blade
To penetrate despite their pleading
A vessel ripe turned unrelenting,
Stalking, choking, stabbing, staring
Wearing white to hide a human face
That died when I took over
From inception, we have taken any prey
That flaunts their supple skin as
A puncture invitation
We will never die
[Chorus]
Move aside, I bring you death
With the power of the devil at hand
A butchers knife strikes without restraint
As evil spreads like a plague
I am the shape of hate to come
[Verse 4]
Pure blackness, devoured, for I am beyond saving
Behind the mask, emptiness is left
Through these eyes, there’s nothing
A psychopath corrupting
Beg for your lives as I hack and slash
Haddonfield is cursed - I’m your final doom
Your final… doom
[Bridge]
All Hallows Eve comes to an end
The shape of hate ascends
Through Haddonfield's dread, my evil transcends
[Verse 5]
The shape of hate to come
Every kill spreads fear
The shape of hate to come
Every strangulation feels surreal
[Bridge]
In Carpenter's mind, horror is born
Slasher symphony, forever adorned
To breathe is to kill and to kill is to live
Death is the only solution, one that’ll never fucking be
[Bridge]
Cursed
Never fucking be cursed
[Outro]
Apathetic, a scourge
I am absolute hatred
Behind the mask, pure bliss awaits
Trick or treat, time to die
There will be no surrender
Beg for your lives as I hack and slash
Haddonfield is cursed
I am the shape of hate to come
Written by: Daníel Konráðsson, Ian Jekelis, Ken Bedene, Sven De Caluwé
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