Hallow's Victim

Panic in the air
 Awaken to the call
 Ghostly apparitions
 Making your skin crawl
 Incense, tambourines
 Sorcerors arise
 All you see are pools af blood
 And fire in their eyes
 Grinning jack-o-lanterns
 Lit by candle-light
 Cauldrons bubble over-filled
 On this night of nights
 Leather bat-wings
 Slicing through the air
 Leaves your body white with shock
 You're wide-eyed and scared
 Cross in your hand
 Time to make your stand
 Your bravery's fading somehow
 Garlic 'round your neck
 Paranoia's got you wrecked
 You jump at every little sound
 Boney witches fingers
 Are scratching at your face
 Skeletons sit beside you
 Making your heart race
 Cold sweat is running
 Running from your brow
 You've got a one-way ticket
 To six feet underground