Walking through shadows, eyes in the mist,
Pumpkins carve grins, get dismissed,
Haunted by whispers, air thick with chills,
Skeletons dance on these cemetery hills.
Bats in the belfry, the witching hour calls,
Echoes of screams through haunted halls,
Gravestone symphonies, the dead don’t lie,
Raising the spirits under blood-red sky.
Black cats prowling, moonlit curse,
Ghastly apparitions from another universe,
Creeping like cobwebs, in the dark they weave,
Phantoms in mirrors, what do you believe?
Bats in the belfry, the witching hour calls,
Echoes of screams through haunted halls,
Gravestone symphonies, the dead don’t lie,
Raising the spirits under blood-red sky.
Candles flicker, spells getting cast,
Sinister cackles, you won’t be the last,
Hallowed grounds quake, shadows relentless,
Ghosts of the past, spirits defenseless.
Bats in the belfry, the witching hour calls,
Echoes of screams through haunted halls,
Gravestone symphonies, the dead don’t lie,
Raising the spirits under blood-red sky.
