October Old World Country Comforts

Screams of terror fill in the cracks Of ancient crumbling castle rocks Everyone enjoys old world accommodations Hotels are always cheap but at full capacity Cries for help escape into the black Dungeons are open to the public at a price Faceless creatures slash your back with whips Purple slime runs down the chamber walls Chains rattle out a warning for more agony Snakes crawl with venom for the vital parts Spiders fill heads with freshly hatched eggs Flesh eating insects begin to feast Bacteria wait in line to get the best No reservations needed in October You are their favorite trick and treat The man with a limp comes in twitching Sharp red eyes bleeding gains attention Wielding an ax garners more The hump adds character to the festivities There will be no beds turned down tonight What is one more murder more or less Relax, enjoy the evening and a cigarette You are our guest. You are next Our apologies for the mess