Creepy Cart Squeaky Wheels

Dangling Horror Frightened Squeals



Rusted Blades Hatchets Knives

Cruel Scissors Fear Arrives

Around The Corner

He Comes with his Wares

Reciting Twisted Poetry

with an Evil Glare

Darkness Gathered 'Round Him

Terror From His Lips

Get Too Close

You'll Lose your Fingertips



Through the Gate you blindly pass

This Pleasure Visit could be your last

Little Men and Whirling Blades

Pain or Death for those who stray



Dawn the Hatch to Burn and Melt

Bloated Purple Busted Belt

Flung to Pieces Shrunken Down

Up the Pipe Boiler Bound