The voice speaks to him
The poor little kid
It's cursed him forever
Of it he'll never be rid

The voice comes from his doll
His Fella plushy
That's dressed as a clown
With a smile of insanity

It speaks to the child
Tells him to do horrid things
On Halloween night
Terror it brings

The Fella turned to him
Saying its time to kill
Instructing the boy
That his family's blood he will spill

The boy begged for mercy
But the doll told him no
Said there was evil inside him
And its time for it to show

The boy asked sadly
Will this set me free?
The clown faced Fella laughed
And said maybe we'll see

So the boy picked up his blade
he held it tight
as he snuck behind his father
Stabbing with all his might

Then he found his brother
With time to spare
The brother's scream was silenced
As the knife cut through the air

Fella grined
His boy was doing just fine
At this rate
They'd all be dead in no time

In the corner he hid
The darkness he did sit
And when his mother walked by
He cut her up bit by bit

The boy looked at what he'd done
And let out a loud sob
As his clown Fella walked up
And congratulated his good job

Am I done the boy asked
As he handed him the knife
Fella handed it back
No you still must take your own life