Michael

Deborah Myers
"Halloween is coming, you have to get ready. We are counting on you to bring us home this year."
Michael Myers
"I won't let you down."
Deborah Myers
"I know you won't, baby."
Murder on my face and death in my eyes
Tomb inside my head, the hell I'm forced to live
I gave you all pain that I had to give
Now I'm coming home
Sister, why do I, do I want to kill you?
I fall to my knees, please, I love you
Mother why do I, do I want to kill you?
I am your only son, the one - I love you
I dream pitch black, sleep of misery
An angel in my world, now she has to bleed
Now we're coming home
Sister, why do I, do I want to kill you?
I fall to my knees, please, I love you
Mother why do I, do I want to kill you?
I am your only son, the one - I love you
I am your only son, the one, Michael
Help me mama, please, please, Michael
See me as I fall, your all, Michael...
Michael Myers
"I love you mama."
Deborah Myers
"I love you too, Michael."