Cobwebbed moon lights the hall, black cat-shaped shadows crawl
Cathode ray eyes enthralled, she haunts us each & all
Cruel laughter she intones, pale as your sun-bleached bones
Through the glass into your home, creeping to the sounds of Morricone
Many lost live in her fog & she taunts them each along
'Til the night I came to call & trapped her with this song
Before her haunted grave where legends now decay
I'll pass my earthly days forever there, her slave
She calls to me with fever dreams
Her eyes delight in deaths that dance across the screens
She loves the gore, she craves the grave, more blood & guts to fill our plates
More! More! End it all in flames...

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