Halloween Song

Tune: Christmas Song by Mel Torme

Cretins roasting on an open fire,
pliers nipping at your nose.
Tiny tots with their limbs set ablaze
and folks wired up to dynamos.

They know the inquisitor's on his way;
He's bringing all the tools of pain and human dismay.
They know that some day they will find
the peace that only death can provide.

So I'm offering you the coup de grace,
take it while you still can scream.
although it's been said, many times, many ways:

No Mercy;
No Mercy;
No Mercy -
for you.....

Keywords: holiday, Halloween, torture