`Pumpkin, put some music on, I feel like dancin`.`
`Hold on, suga, I`m fixin` to right now
3,6,4 awright, now come over here, woman
Let`s get this shindig started, woo! C`mon, everybody!
Now what in the hell is wrong with this juke machine?`
Be warned, my children
Six will visit, followed by the crumbling of time itself
Before the coming of Shangri-La
A dark Carnival will sweep across the land
As a shadow, plagued with destruction
A parade of freaks, jugglers, and death
This wretched nightmare is led by six faces
Three have come, three have gone, the fourth emerges…now
He walks among us as a shadow, void of light
Powered by your own darkness, strengthened by your own wickedry
A horrid reflection of your very own deep desires
Cast and reflected back upon yourself
Brothers and Sisters!
The time has come for the Necromaster
The unleashing of the fourth joker`s card
The arrival of
The Great Milenko, Milenko, Milenko…
`This damn thing!
Maryanne, what in the hell is wrong with this music box?`
`Don`t mind that old thing, honey, it does that all the time.`
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