FRIGHT- NIGHT
Halloween
WHEN THE MOON’S COLD BEAM ON
THE CHURCHYARD GLEAMS
AND THE HEADSTONES GLISTEN WITH
DEW
WHEN THE EERIE WIND IN THE SHIVERING
PINES
MEANS SOMETHING’S WATCHING YOU
WHEN WEREWOLVES HOWL AND
VAMPIRES PROWL
THE DARK OCTOBER NIGHT
AND FROM THE GRAVEYARD ON
THE HILL
LOST SOULS WAIL THEIR PLIGHT
'TIS HALLOWEEN AND CELTIC GHOSTS
ARE FREED FROM CRYPT AND TOMB
AND IN YOUR DREAMS THE BANSHEE
KEENS
HER CHILLING WAIL OF DOOM
WILLIAM BEDFORD
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