I want you, but I can’t be with you.
Once I devour your soul on Halloween night, you’ll just be a sack of skin in a costume blowing in the wind for the garbage trucks to pick up in the morning.
Demon kane
I will rip your scary, plastic halloween mask off, to reveal frightened wimp of a man, as I extract your soul and you become a costume blowing in the wind.
Demon Kane
