The Carver Pt. II (All Hallows' Eve)
This will be the darkest day for our community
This isn't your typical trick or treat
The blood of the young now fill the streets
They're just worthless mounds of flesh
I will wipe them from existence
Make sure there's nothing left
Slaughter all your friends, leaving you bereft
Are you awake yet
Everything is set
Place your bets
On how many of your friends are left
Welcome to my house of horrors
Shit you've only seen in folklore
But I haven't seen you here before
I know you and your friends came to explore
Here let me help you up off the floor
You remind me of my beautiful mother
A beauty I simply adore
I hope this hell is everything you hoped for
Intestines strewn like party streamers
A place designed by a Haunted dreamer
Drank their blood like coffee creamer
You can put that in the special features
Stabbed that slut like Julius Caesar
Then came the SPORT that rammed her
Thinks he's so great like Alexander
So I carved him up like a Jock-o'-lantern
I bet you thought you could just run away
But a false exit led you astray
I'd have stuck you like a pig and skipped the foreplay
But your white knight came to save the day
He smacked me in the back with a baseball bat
But the scrawny fuck entered the wrong habitat
I bet it was weird to see the nerd get hacked
Oh you finally found your beloved
But I thought I was the only one you were dreaming of
Is it his looks or maybe that perfect face
I'm sorry I sliced it off cause it seemed misplaced
Don't give me that look of utter disgust
I really hoped this wouldn't drive a wedge between us
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust
All I have for you is this feeling of lust
Of lust
This will be the darkest day for our community
This isn't your typical trick or treat
The blood of the young now fill the streets
They're just worthless mounds of flesh
I will wipe them from existence
Make sure there's that nothing left
Slaughter all your friends, leaving you bereft
Are you awake yet
Everything is set
Place your bets
On how many of your friends are left
No this isn't insanity
Bow down to the God of calamity
You can't escape in your delirious state
A life with me is your only fate
Can you hear the tick of the clock
It's dinner time and your friends are on the chopping block
I'll let you watch as I prepare our feast
I will cook them up their Crisp skin betwixt our teeth
This is the real in reality
It's not some psychedelic drug
Can you face your own mortality
When you see the pooling of your blood
Fuck
That bitch escaped
I guess this is the end of our date
They say there's other fish in the sea
But she's the only one for me
The final girl is finally free
Or so she'd like to believe
Or so she'd like to believe
This isn't your typical trick or treat
The blood of the young now fill the streets
They're just worthless mounds of flesh
I will wipe them from existence
Make sure there's nothing left
Slaughter all your friends, leaving you bereft
Are you awake yet
Everything is set
Place your bets
On how many of your friends are left
Welcome to my house of horrors
Shit you've only seen in folklore
But I haven't seen you here before
I know you and your friends came to explore
Here let me help you up off the floor
You remind me of my beautiful mother
A beauty I simply adore
I hope this hell is everything you hoped for
Intestines strewn like party streamers
A place designed by a Haunted dreamer
Drank their blood like coffee creamer
You can put that in the special features
Stabbed that slut like Julius Caesar
Then came the SPORT that rammed her
Thinks he's so great like Alexander
So I carved him up like a Jock-o'-lantern
I bet you thought you could just run away
But a false exit led you astray
I'd have stuck you like a pig and skipped the foreplay
But your white knight came to save the day
He smacked me in the back with a baseball bat
But the scrawny fuck entered the wrong habitat
I bet it was weird to see the nerd get hacked
Oh you finally found your beloved
But I thought I was the only one you were dreaming of
Is it his looks or maybe that perfect face
I'm sorry I sliced it off cause it seemed misplaced
Don't give me that look of utter disgust
I really hoped this wouldn't drive a wedge between us
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust
All I have for you is this feeling of lust
Of lust
This will be the darkest day for our community
This isn't your typical trick or treat
The blood of the young now fill the streets
They're just worthless mounds of flesh
I will wipe them from existence
Make sure there's that nothing left
Slaughter all your friends, leaving you bereft
Are you awake yet
Everything is set
Place your bets
On how many of your friends are left
No this isn't insanity
Bow down to the God of calamity
You can't escape in your delirious state
A life with me is your only fate
Can you hear the tick of the clock
It's dinner time and your friends are on the chopping block
I'll let you watch as I prepare our feast
I will cook them up their Crisp skin betwixt our teeth
This is the real in reality
It's not some psychedelic drug
Can you face your own mortality
When you see the pooling of your blood
Fuck
That bitch escaped
I guess this is the end of our date
They say there's other fish in the sea
But she's the only one for me
The final girl is finally free
Or so she'd like to believe
Or so she'd like to believe
Credits
Writer(s): Roland Codair Ii
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Other Album Tracks
- The Carver Pt. I (The Beginning)
- The Carver Pt. II (All Hallows' Eve)
- The Carver Pt. III (The Final Girl Is Finally Free)
- The Carver Pt. IV (Returner)
- The Carver Pt. V (Trophy Wife)
- The Carver Pt. VI (Unholy Lacerations)
- The Carver Pt. VII (Hollowed Out)
- The Carver Pt. VIII (Midnight Rites)
- The Carver Pt. IX (Whispering Storms)
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