Evil gripped the mind of a deranged young child Compelling him to darkness, pursuing the deaths of others Locked away for years he stared into the walls in anticipation Of the murders he would eventually commit His wickedness baffles me Awaiting the next kill since 1963 One day he'll escape again To spill the blood of more victims At night on All Hallow's Eve From his confinement he will flee Loomis keeps his eye on him But it's not enough He will one day roam the streets And spill copious blood