The Stupendium - The Fright Before Christmas lyrics

This time every year I am
Forced to face my fears
As hoards of evil villains come to stay
Smiling ear to ear
And spreading blood and gore and cheer
Instead of killing things in
Their video games but this Christmas Eve
As I sit scrolling through my Steam
Waiting for it all to start again
Darkness fills the screen
And every pixel starts to scream
I think this year, I get to go to them

Bendy and the Wendigo tell
Cracker jokes with Slendy
Over cocoa from SCP-294
Whilst Boris and Alice Angel help
King Dice set the tables
And the Murder Monkeys sharpen
Knives and forks
Baldi counts to ten for some


Festive hide and seek
Piggy's hiding on the table with
An apple in her teeth
Granny's sitting by the fire
She's just trying to get some sleep
And Cartoon Cat is in her lap
But won't fit on the seat


This isn't typically the sort
Of Christmas I'd enjoy
I was sat at my computer
Then I slid into the void
Filled to the brim with villains that
Could all have me destroyed
But they're all too pre-occupied
With opening their toys
364 days a year, they're rather vicious
There's not much time off
In the killing business
Now the Keeper's leaving giblets on
The plate with Santa's biscuit's
Here upon the fright before Christmas

The Rake has gone ice skating
Whilst the Puppets do the baking
And Rod makes snow cones full
Of meat and hair
Crewmates and impostors trade gifts
With Amnesia monsters but each time I look
There's one less crewmate there
The Evil Nun and Hell Priests
Hold a special midnight service
To ancient Gods and Devils
There's like 30 different versions
Adam MacIntyre and Jeffrey Hawk put
On a festive circus and if you're thirsty
Then Francis York Morgan brought a thermos

This isn't typically the sort
Of Christmas I'd enjoy
I was sat at my computer
Then I slid into the void
Filled to the brim with villains that
Could all have me destroyed
But they're all too pre-occupied
With opening their toys
364 days a year, they're rather vicious
There's not much time off
In the killing business
Now the Keeper's leaving giblets on
The plate with Santa's biscuit's
Here upon the fright before Christmas

364 days a year, they're rather vicious
Fate assures me by New Year
It's back to business
Frank Whittle sounds familiar
But I'm sure it's just coincidence
Here upon the fright before Christmas


Tasi Trianon and the Carrion are
Sitting watching Carry On films
Whilst it's still their turn on the TV
As the Neighbor and the Nemesis wait
To play on the Genesis
For speedrun tips on SonicExE
The Glamrock Fazbear gang have got
That rocking Christmas sound
But Vanny seems to know my name
And it's freaking me out
The ghosts from Phasmophobia hang
Garlands all around
Then Sirenhead comes carolling and blows
Them all back down

This isn't typically the sort
Of Christmas I'd enjoy
I was sat at my computer
Then I slid into the void
Filled to the brim with villains that
Could all have me destroyed
But they're all too pre-occupied
With opening their toys
364 days a year, they're rather vicious
There's not much time off
In the killing business
Now the Keeper's leaving giblets on
The plate with Santa's biscuit's
Here upon the fright before Christmas

This isn't typically
The sort of Christmas I'd enjoy
I was sat at my computer
Then I slid into the void
Filled to the brim with villains who
Could all have me destroyed
But they're all too pre-occupied
With opening their toys
364 days a year, they're rather vicious
There's not much time off
In the killing business
Monika and Yandere-Chan are fighting
Over my gifts as
We celebrate the fright before Christmas

I wake up at my computer
After all the festive cheer
Wondering if I'll get to see
My friends again next year
As though they're really popular
It's evidently clear
That after doing three of these
I'm all out of ideas!


This isn't typically the sort
Of Christmas I'd enjoy
I was sat at my computer
Then I slid into the void
Filled to the brim with villains that
Could all have me destroyed
But they're all too pre-occupied
With opening their toys
364 days a year, they're rather vicious
There's not much time off
In the killing business
Now the Keeper's leaving giblets on
The plate with Santa's biscuit's
Here upon the fright before Christmas

364 days a year, they're rather vicious
There's not much time off
In the killing business
I'll need a new sanity meter after
All the things I've witnessed
Here upon the fright before Christmas
Here upon the fright before Christmas
Here upon the fright before Christmas