Halloween

The girls laughed when they saw Michael drive by,
his brake lights came on - joke with me at your peril;
just because I'm a homicidal maniac, you think ridicule,
watch your backs, you're nothing - I'm the one who's cool. 

I can never die, your pathetic time is really limited,
you know nothing about ghosts, you will go to nothing,
I can drive a car, terrorise and go to any shining star,
what did you do - existed poor, never raised the bar.

You hear the wind, it's me with blood on my teeth,
maybe yours, I could help you to have my mystery,
then we could cast spells, often from galaxy to galaxy,
you can pretend, procrastinate, but you'll never be like me.

Do not laugh, or be in purgatory forever, it's my life,
or rather your death, when I wield my bloody knife.