The Christmas After Nightmare
par Maxoxpower
Punk

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par Maxoxpower
Punk

Écoute ce morceau sur la radio communautaire Anthem.
The autumn falls, the lanterns flicker,
Two hearts at play, the shadows snicker.
The air turns still, the silence stings,
The night descends, the trap is sprung,
The Bogeyman laughs with wicked tongue!
Tick-tock! Tick-tock! Squeal and grin!
Shriek-shriek-shriek! The game begins!
He takes the girl, he makes his claim,
A trick of chance, a crooked game!
Her voice grows faint, her hope turns thin,
The night pulls tight, the dark draws in!
Trapped inside! Screech and run!
Shriek-shriek-shriek! The game's begun!
The boy is lost, he cannot rest,
He walks the path, a shadowed quest.
Through ancient trees with doorways ring,
He seeks the hand, the Pumpkin King!
Pump-kin King! Screech and bite!
Hee-hee-hee! The haunted night!
A pact is sealed, a hand is shown,
He will not face the dark alone.
Through twisted streets, past withered doors,
They walk as one, the courage soars.
Side by side! Creak and cheer!
Hee-hee-hee! No need to fear!
The Bogeyman grins, a wicked trick,
His games are sharp, his dice turn quick.
He calls it fate, he calls it sweet,
But nothing waits, no promised treat!
Trick, trick, trick! Screech and claw!
Treat, treat, treat! Ha-ha-ha!
His stitches tear, the insects flee,
The Bogeyman falls to misery.
The lovers meet, their fear is gone,
The dawn breaks through, it brings the song.
The stage is safe, the danger past,
And light will shine, the day will last.
The curtain falls, the tale is told,
New steps await, new worlds unfold.
So keep the door, the path is near…
For every tale may lead you here.
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