Distant

Trick and treat the only trick is hope...
and you're treated to dine in hell.
You had your chance, your soul's been sold.
Now the fire is burning well...

"Mister red, I don't have things of value,
I can't afford this reservation... I swear I will come back."
"No, no, you'll be just fine,
I like them when they're worthless.
I shall serve you a feast of the dead.
Are you feeling... hopeless?"

Shiver shiver this land is so damn cold,
in this tomb of frozen flame.
Your face beings to melt,
with the memories you retain.

Now you're falling into bliss...
you know just where it leads.
Don't take his hand right away,
when he beckons you to feed.

"Excuse me sir I really must be going...
there's something I haven't done;
you see I've left someone."
"No, no, you'll be just fine,
I like them alone and friendless.
You'll find peace when...
HAH! No you won't.
Are you feeling hopeless?"

(And then mister red saw the man in the corner and he knew that this would be an easy victory for him. He went up to the

boy and he said son... do you feel alone? And the man said... gee I, I don't know... gee... I do, I do, I feel alone! Mr

Red said you should come with me, and you'll never have to feel alone again! Then the man said: I... I just don't know if

this would be right for me... you see I have all my family... and he said no you come with me! So the man signed in

his own blood on the dotted line, and Mr. Red let out a big laugh and said HAH HAH HAH! You're coming with me! You think

hell is here on earth? You have no idea... where hell is.)

"No, no, you'll be just fine,
I like them alone and friendless.
You'll find peace when...
HAH! No you won't.
Are you feeling hopeless?"