Halloween
FRIGHT NIGHT!
WHEN THE MOON’S COLD BEAM
ON THE CHURCHYARD SHINES
AND THE HEADSTONES GLISTEN
WITH DEW
AND THE MOANING WIND IN THE
SHIVERING TREES
MEANS SOMETHING’S WATCHING
YOU
WHEN WEREWOLVES HOWL
AND VAMPIRES PROWL
THE COLD OCTOBER NIGHT
AND FROM GRAVEYARDS
EVERYWHERE
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 TALE OF DOOM
WILLIAM BEDFORD
