Horror

People were warned. It doesn't matter, now they're getting torn - as they scatter. They'll be reborn as savage Zombiotic killer cadavers There is a storm on the horizon. Monsters are biting and slashing as fast as the lightning. People are fighting the Vampiric, Lycans and Titans. It's surprising. One man is standing with a Mic in the excitement The attention's on a new monster, who's doing a concert. Fortune 500 companies are his sponsors. Uncaged, I rampage on the stage til the crowd goes bonkers. Such as never been seen in this digital age for this genre. With pitiful rage, a critical, pivotal page is blazed in a book. Faces are shook, amazed as they have to brace for a look. I'll tell what it says simply put. People are alarmed. So it's on, megaton bombs will get dropped upon Night Creatures that swarm and respawn. Every syllable is a lightning strike. Zapping all Vampires, Titans and Lycans alike. The flash of the light and this GAS on the mic, crashes in the night to make these devils dash into flight. Don't give me garlic, no wooden stakes and no crosses. They know who the boss is with Lyrical special forces. Their methods are resourceful. I use rap Morse Code. TWWWHP through their torsos: that's a grammatical crossbow Bring your Army of Darkness, the Evil Dead. Hand me a mic. I will spark this in people's heads. Don't be afraid, that's how evil spreads. There's no monsters in your closets or under your beds. I'm the monster you should dread. I'll push you off a mountain and let you fall into a pit of pencil leads. My mental's red, the Earth is my playground. I'll barf into your throat and choke you so that it stays down. Nightmarish Creatures are the least of your worries. I'm Halloween everyday as I'm coming with flurries of fits, dangerous tortures, psychotic anger for slaughter, plus a coat hanger and a video recorder Run into woods, Run into your house. Either way it's like a gatlin gun pointed in your mouth. 1,2, Horror comes for you 3,4, Barricade your door 5,6, Keep your flashlights lit 7,8, Don't hide in that crate 9,10, Prepare for your end. Sinister laugh