Paramedic fetus of the eastward priest.  Searching for the future, the world is my answer.   Oh, these things will change.  Little Betty is sleeping in the graveyard.  Driving through the forest in a Japanese car.  And that blood is real, because you just can't fake it.  I am a skeleton dancing on your wall.  I do this from the ceiling, but I'm terrified of you.  Now I can recall the shape – triangle, a black face.  I'll sell ya 20 barrels worth.  When youth and innocence disappear, forever lost.  I hate people when they're not polite.  Enjoy part 2 of our 4 part series.  Stay tuned for part 3.  And as we always like to say, thank you for listening.

A name was on her forehead - Babylon.  What's the lay of the land, my son?  Rip off their limbs.  I watched them hack off every innoculated arm.  And no one is gonna save you from the beast who is about strike. Quieta, a serpente se enrola nos seus pés.  But we don't have time for little things.  Time for the guillotine again. Creepy crawling through the night.  We are dedicated the episodes in October to all things weirdly occult, littered with heavy creep and eery vibes and the spiritually unsettling.  Thank you for listening, the material contained within is for your Halloween party.  To be continued...