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In the dead of night, when shadows creep,
A blood-soaked ritual, where horrors seep.
Beneath the moon, on Halloween's eve,
A wicked midnight mass, we shall conceive.

Gathered 'round the altar, bathed in crimson hue,
Whispering incantations, our spirits anew.
Didi, the chosen one, stands with bated breath,
As necromantic forces summon her from death.

Candles flicker, casting eerie light,
As we delve into the realms of the unholy night.
Rob Zombie's influence, our guide and muse,
Infusing our rituals with his twisted views.

Demonic chants resonating through the air,
As Didi's soul dances with despair.
Sacrificial offerings, crimson rivers flow,
Empowering the darkness, our wicked seeds we sow.

With every drop of blood, an ancient spell,
Binding us to the abyss, where nightmares dwell.
Rob Zombie's essence, pulsating in our veins,
Fueling our desires, releasing our chains.

In a haze of madness, we embrace the macabre,
Unleashing horrors that make the bravest sob.
Didi, transformed, a vessel of the night,
The embodiment of terror, the epitome of fright.

As the midnight hour wanes, our ritual complete,
We revel in the chaos, our souls replete.
The echoes of our madness forever remain,
A testament to the darkness, a sinister stain.

So beware, dear souls, on Halloween's night,
When shadows dance and evil takes flight.
For in the depths of our twisted minds, we play,
A dark symphony of horror, 'til the break of day.