Inside your space, he sits and dwells

Without Grace, from which he fell

A demonic seed born one October night

Lying in wait for another man's plight

With nails so sharp and a painted wicked grin

It's souls he crave's, from deep within

Beware the 'Evil Clown' who lie's in wait

He will steal your soul and seal your fate

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::: :: The Dawning of a New Terror :: :::

An evil presence has come to roost
it bellows a morning groan

Greeting the day with evil intentions
high upon it's throne

It's perched and ready and waiting intently
as Autumn is drawing near

To spread a most hideous unspeakable horror
again as it does each year

The moment is right, the leaves start falling
the morning is crisp and cold

A chilling decree sweeps over the land
it's purpose will slowly unfold

Morality, goodness, kind-hearted and guiltless
pure souls it will certainly find

Then a chilly dead silence will blanket the land
and no life will be left behind

Beware of the dawn, the chill in the air
the bellowing groans as you waken

You'll feel kind of numb, then a tingling sensation
Just as your soul's being taken